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Respectfully  dedicated  to  the  Conductors  of  the  Chicago  & Alton  Railroad, 

By  D.  Dalziel,  Editor  of  the  Chicago  News  Letter. 


Scene.— .4  fairy  ylade  on  the  Chicnyo  & Alton  Railway,  at  Holy  Cross, 
Illinois.  The  country  bears  evidence  of  the  utmost  prosperity.  It  is 
early  in  Jxme,  yet  the  fields  for  miles  in  every  direction  are  waving  with 
alx'cady  X'ipcned  grain  that  is  going  to  take  first  prize  at  the  next  National 
Exhibition.  The  ensxiing  scene  occurs  in  the  binef  interval  allowed  for 
purposes  of  safety  between  the  trains  on  this  road.  Chox'us  of  fairies, 
discovered  dancing  over  the  wheat  stocks. 

{Enter  Kooky  Mountain  Fairies,  led  by  Leila,  Ceila  and  Fleto.) 

CHORUS. 

Tripping  alway.s,  tripping  ever. 

By  each  glen,  each  rock,  each  river. 

We  must  twirl  and  we  must  twine 
Round  about  the  Alton  line. 

SOLO. 

LEILA— 

If  you  ask  us  how  we  ride. 

See  our  cars  and  step  inside: 

Cars  of  most  convenient  size. 

Cars  enchanting  tourists’  eyes, 

Pullman  Palace  sleeping  cars. 

Free  from  dust,  from  noise,  from  jars; 


Cars  with  soft  reclining  chairs, 

Where  we  nestle  free  from  cares; 

Cars  no  cynic  can  place  fault  on, 

Chicago,  Kansas  City,  Alton. 

Spite  of  distance,  time  or  weather. 

See  three  cities  link’d  togetlier. 

CEILA— That  is  extremely  true  and  very  pretty.  Moreover,  it  is  a very 
noble  employment,  this  acting  in  behalf  of  the  foremost  railway  of  the  world. 
Still,  we  are  not  altogether  happy.  Since  our  Queen  banished  lolanthe,  our 
life  has  not  been  a transcendent  one. 

LEILA— Ah,  lolanthe  was  a whole  team,  and,  like  the  Alton  Road,  she 
was  the  only  one  in  the  crowd  who  carried  a proper  train.  But,  according  to 
the  laws  of  Fairydom,  she  committed  an  unpardonable  sin.  The  fairy  who 
marries  a mortal  must  die. 

CEILA — But  lolanthe  is  not  dead.  (Enter  Fairy'  Queen.) 

QUEEN — No,  because  your  Queen,  who  loved  her  as  much  as  a member 
of  the  State  Legislature  loves  a railway  pass,  commuted  her  sentence  to 
travel  for  life  on  other  lines,  and  sooner  than  do  it  she  confined  herself  in  a 
pond. 

LEILA— And  she  is  now  working  out  her  sentence  in  Iowa. 

QUEEN— Yes.  I gave  her  the  choice  of  States.  I am  sure  I never 


A PARODY  ON  lOLANTHE. 


iiiti'iidcd  that  slie  slioiild  go  and  live  under  a culvert  beneath  the  hank  of  an 
Iowa  railway. 

LEILA — It  must  Ix!  damp  there,  and  her  chest  was  always  delicate. 

queen — Yes.  An  Iowa  railway  is  hardly  the  place  to  send  a delicate 
chest.  Even  an  iron-hound  trunk  has  no  show  on  any  other  line  than  the 
Chicago  & Alton.  I do  not  understand  why  she  went  there. 

ALL — How  terrible;  but,  O Queen,  forgive  her. 

QUEEN— I’ve  half  a mind  to. 

LEILA— Make  it  half  and  half,  and  wholly  do  it. 

QUEEN— Well,  it  shall  be  as  you  wish.  Arise,  lolanthe. 

(loLANTiiE  arises.) 

lOLANTIIE — Must  I again  reflect  my  grievous  fault  on 

QUEEN— Oh,  no;  we  bring  you  back  to  bliss  and  Alton.  And  now  tell 
me:  with  all  the  world  to  cltoose  from,  why  on  earth  did  you  go  to  live  at  the 
bottom  of  that  Iowa  culvert  ? 

lOLANTIIE— To  be  near  my  son,  Strephon. 

QUEEN — Your  son!  I didn’t  know  you  had  a son.  I hardly  think  you'd 
oughter,  lolanthe. 

lOLANTIIE — He  was  born  shortly  after  I left  my  husband  at  your  royal 
command. 

I.EIL A— What  is  he  ? 

lOLANTIIE— He  is  an  Arcadian  brakeman.  He  is  one  of  those  extremely 
pure  young  persons  who  have  passed  a competitive  examination  of  intelli- 
gence before  they  can  become  anuthiiuj  on  the  Alton  Road.  Ah,  here  he  is. 

(Enter  Strepuon.) 

STREPHON— 

Good  morrow,  good  mother; 

I’m  to  be  married  to-morrow. 

lOLANTIIE — Then  the  Counselor  has  at  last  given  his  consent  to  your 
marriage  with  his  beautiful  ward,  Phyllis. 

STREPHON— Alas!  no.  He  is  obdurate.  He  wants  nothing  less  than  a 
General  Passenger  Agent. 

QUEEN— But  how  to  get  round  this  difficulty  with  the  Counselor.  Should 
you  like  to  be  a General  Passenger  Agent? 

STREPHON — That  would  hardly  do.  You  see,  I am  half  human,  half 
fairy.  My  body  is  of  the  Alton  fairy  kind,  but  my  legs  ai'C  of  another  line, 
and  would  be  likely  to  take  me  on  the  wrong  track. 

QUEEN— Well,  your  fairyhood  doesn’t  seem  to  have  interfered  with  your 
digestion. 

STREPHON — It  is  the  curse  of  my  existence.  What’s  the  use  of  being 
half  a fairy?  My  body  can  go  through  the  air-brake  pipe,  but  if  my  legs 
ever  get  between  the  couplers,  I’m  a goner.  There  is  one  advantage:  by 
making  myself  invisible  down  to  the  waist,  I have  collected  damages  from 
one  rffilway  company  several  times,  because  they  couldn’t  lind  the  rest  of  ine 


after  an  accident.  My  legs,  I suppose,  will  die  some  day,  and  then  what 
will  be  the  use  of  my  bust  ? I can’t  satisfy  Phyllis  with  half  a husband. 

QUEEN— Don’t  let  your  legs  distract  you.  They  shall  be  our  peculiar 
care.  The  Alton  does  nothing  by  halves.  So  farewell,  attractive  stranger. 

[Exit  all. 

( Enter  the  entire  corps  of  officers  of  all  the  railways  west  of  Chicago,  except 
the  C.  A A.  They  are  accompanied  by  a band,  in  which  the  mstriiments 
are  exclusively  and  appropriately  made  of  brass.  The  blowers  in  this 
band  are  the  employes  of  the  railway  officers.) 

OFFICERS— 

Loudly  let  the  trumpet  bray.  Tan-tan-ta-ra,  tan-tan-ta-ra! 

Proudly  bang  the  sounding  brasses,  tzing,  boom! 

As  upon  its  lordly  way  this  unicpie  procession  passes. 
Tan-tan-ta-ra,  tan-tan-ta-ra!  etc., 

Tzing,  boom,  tzing,  boom!  etc. 

Bow,  bow,  ye  lower  trav’ling  masses. 

Bow,  bow,  ye  folks  who  ask  for  passes; 

Blow  the  trumpets,  bang  the  brasses. 

Tan-tan-ta-ra!  Tzing,  boom,  etc.,  etc. 

(At  conclusion,  enter  Counseloh.) 

COUNSELOR— 

The  law  is  the  true  embodiment 
Of  everything  that’s  excellent; 

It  has  no  kind  of  fault  or  flaw. 

And  I,  for  cash,  expound  the  law; 

A constitutional  lawyer  I, 

For  a great  railway  society; 

A very  agreeable  post  for  me. 

While  my  railway  planks  down  its  fee; 

A solid  occupation  for 
A money-making  Counselor. 

CnOIlUS  OF  OFFICEIIS. 

COUNSELOR- 

And  thoirgh  the  compliment  implied 
Inflates  me  with  legitimate  pride. 

It  nevertheless  can’t  be  denied, 

I feel  its  inconvenient  side; 

For  she  has  lots  of  Alton  stock, 

As  good  as  gold,  and  firm  as  a rock. 

But  there’d  be  the  deuce  to  pay,  O Lord, 

If  I ]iatched  up  a match  with  my  wealthy  W'ard, 

Which  rather  gets  up  my  dander,  fov 
I’m  such  a susceptible  counselor. 


A PARODY  ON  lOLANTHE. 


So  if  a flirector  would  marry  my  ward, 

He  must  come  to  me  for  my  accord; 

111  the  Alton  oftice  I’ll  sit  all  day, 

To  hear  what  agreeable  men  may  say; 

But  Phyllis  declares  she’s  not  for  he. 

She’s  not  for  thou,  and  she’s  not  for  thee. 

She  won’t  have  you,  and  she  won’t  have  ye. 

Because  her  mind  is  made  up  for 
A Chicago  & Alton  director. 

{Elite}-  Lokd  Beeseekew.) 

I/ORD  B.— And  now  let  us  proceed  to  the  business  of  the  day.  Few  of  us 
have  done  any  business  for  many  days. 

COUNSELOR— True.  Let  us  proceed  more  rapidly  than  your  trains. 
Phyllis,  my  ward,  has  so  powerfully  affected  you  that  you  have  let  all  your 
railways  go  to  eternal  smash,  and  you  have  asked  me  to  give  her  to  which- 
ever one  of  you  I may  select.  It  would  be  idle  for  me  to  deny  that  I,  too, 
have  been  woiiderfullj'  attracted  to  this  young  woman.  My  atfection  for  her 
is  rapidly  undermining  my  constitution,  just  as  it  has  undermined  the  con- 
stitutions of  all  j'our  railways.  But  we  shall  hear  what  she  has  to  say  her- 
self, for  here  she  conies. 

(Enter  Phyllis.) 

RECITATIVE. 

My  well-lov’  lord  and  guardian  dear. 

You  summoned  me,  and  I am  here. 

CHORUS  OF  GENERAL  PASSENGER  AGENTS. 

Oh,  rapture!  how  beautiful. 

How  gentle,  how  dutiful! 

(General  Passenger  Agents  make  a dumb  appeal  to  Phyli.is.) 

SONG. 

PHYLLIS— 

I’m  very  much  pain'd  to  refuse. 

My  guardian  you  can’t  lay  the  fault  on. 

The  only  young  man  I would  choose 
Must  be  from  the  Chicago  & Alton. 

That  road  so  eclipses  the  rest. 

Its  men  are  so  handsome  and  hearty. 

That  I know  where  to  turn  for  the  best. 

When  I want  a particular  party. 

(Enter  Strephon,  the  brakernan;  Phyllis  rushes  to  him.) 

It  must  not,  cannot  be. 

Your  suits  my  heart  has  riven; 

Yon  jolly  brakernan  see. 

To  him  my  heart  is  given. 


ALL  THE  G.  P.  A.’S— Jerusalem  ! 

COUNSELOR— 

And  who  has  dared  to  brave  our  high  displeasure. 

And  thus  defy  our  definite  command  ? 

STREPHON— 

’Tis  I,  young  Strephon;  mine,  this  rosy  treasure; 

Against  all  lines  I claim  my  darling’s  hand. 

(E.vit  all  the  G.  P.  A.'s  in  disgust,  and  ivith  as  7nuch  dignity  as  if  they 
belonged  to  the  Alton  Road.  Strephon  and  Counselor  remain.) 
COUNSELOR — Now,  sir,  how  dare  you  fall  in  love  with  my  ward? 
STREPHON- Love  knows  no  guardianship.  We  follow  our  inclinations. 
As  I whirl  along  the  Alton  Road,  all  nature  speaks  of  her  love,  and  says 
“ Take  her.”  I read  it  on  the  face  of  the  Sphinx  Rock.  William’s  Canon 
thunders  it  forth,  the  Snowy  Range  melts  in  sympathy  with  our  love,  the 
Twin  Lakes  are  one  in  wishing  us  joy,  the  Bowlder  Falls  leap  with  joy  at 
our  prospective  union,  and  from  Alton  to  Sante  Fe  every  bird  and  bush  and 
tree  choruses  our  bliss;  and  can  you  say  nay  ? 

COUNSELOR— Duty  before  pleasure.  I always  keep  my  duty  before  my 
eyes. 

When  I went  to  the  Alton,  a very  young  man, 

Said  I to  myself,  said  I, 

I’ll  work  on  a new  and  original  plan. 

Said  1 to  myself,  said  I. 

I’ll  never  assume  that  a road  is  O.  K., 

That  it’s  perfect,  in  fact,  like  the  C.  and  the  A., 

Till  I’ve  tried  it  my  own  and  particular  way. 

Said  I to  myself,  said  I. 

I’ll  never  throw  dust  in  a passenger’s  ej’cs. 

Said  1 to  myself,  said  I, 

Recommending  a road  with  buncombe  and  lies, 

Said  I to  myself,  said  I, 

Or  pretend  that  some  other  roads  of  which  we  read 
Can  equal  the  Alton  for  comfort  and  speed. 

Or  supply  all  the  luxuries  travelers  need. 

Said  I to  myself,  said  I. 

Ere  I boast  of  the  road,  I will  travel  it  through. 

Said  I to  myself,  said  I, 

And  see  that  its  officers  do  what  they  can  do, 

Said  I to  myself,  said  I. 

So  I went  on  the  road  from  the  first  to  the  last, 

I traveled  with  pleasure  so  safe  and  so  fast 
That  I said,  such  a road  can  ne’er  be  surpass’d, 

Said  I to  myself,  said  I. 


A PARODY 


On  all  other  roads  by  which  men  may  go, 

Said  1 to  myself,  said  1, 

They're  none  of  them  safe,  and  they’re  all  of  them  slow, 

Said  I to  myself,  said  1. 

The  Chicago  and  Alton  mnst  still  be  A 1, 

For  business,  for  pletisure,  for  health,  or  for  fun. 

Or  it  never  could  have  such  a character  won. 

Said  I to  myself,  said  1. 

{This  hcing  rather  a difflenU  song  to  sliug,thc  Counski, or,  in  reply  to  the 
deafening  encore  which  he  receives,  tvill  hand  to  each  person  in  the  audi- 
ence a copy  of  the  Langtry  Map,  a hook  of  the  Patience  Parody,  a copy 
of  the  Chicago  News  Letter,  and  a folder  of  the  Alton  Road.  Exit  Coun- 
selor, with  a skip.) 

STKEPIION— It’s  too  bad  to  be  taken  from  Phyllis  just  when  she  was  my 
own.  (Enter  loLANTiiE.) 

lOLANTHE— What,  my  son  in  tears  upon  his  wedding  day! 

STKEPIION— The  Counselor,  who  is  Phyllis’s  guardian,  separates  us  for- 
ever. 

IOIjANTIIE— Oh,  if  he  only  knew No  matter.  The  Queen  of  our 

road  and  its  fairies  shall  protect  you.  See,  here  they  come. 

{Enter  Fairies.) 

(Strepiion  embraces  Iolantiie,  sobbing.  Enter  Phyllis.  She  sees 
Strepiion  embrace  his  mother,  and  staHs  violently.) 

KONG. 

STKEPIION— The  little  girl  I love  has  caught  me  talking  to  another. 
ALL— Oh,  fie!  Strepiion  is  a rogue. 

STKEPIION — But,  then,  upon  my  honor,  that  other  is  my  mother. 

CHORUS. 

Taradiddle,  taradiddle,  fol  lol  de  lay. 

STKEPIION— 

She  won’t  believe  my  statement,  and  declares  we  mnst  be  parted. 
Although  I’m  just  as  true  as  an  Alton  train  when  started; 

And  if  she  gets  another  hub,  a brakeman,  broken-hearted, 

I shall  be,  taradiddle  dee,  taradiddle  dee. 

QUEEN- 

You  cruel  and  heartless  Counselor,  to  part  them  from  each  other; 
You’ve  done  him  an  injustice,  for  this  lady  is  his  mother. 
COUNSELOR— 

That  yarn  requires  obesity,  its  thinness  well  to  cover; 

I didn’t  see  her  face,  but  he  acted  like  her  lover; 


lOLANTHE. 


*Vnd  how  could  she,  at  seventeen,  be  an  Alton  brakeman’s  mother  ? 

To  say  she  is  his  mother  is  a fib  as  big  as  many. 

Oh,  fie!  Strepiion  is  a rogue; 
lie’ll  next  declare  the  Alton’s  not  the  best  of  any. 
Taradiddle,  taradiddle  dee. 

COUNSELOR— 

I wouldn't  say  of  either  what  would  be  thought  injurious. 

But  to  find  a mother  younger  than  her  son  is  very  curious. 

Just  as  ’twould  be  upon  our  road  to  drop  an  aught  that’s  spurious. 

Fol  de  ridle,  fol  de  ridle,  fol  lol  lay. 

{Tremulo  music.) 

QUEEN— When  next  your  convention  does  assemble,  you  may  tremble. 
Our  wrath  when  railroad  heads  offend  us  is  tremendous.  They  must  who 
underrate  our  calling  “ cut  rates  appalling.”  Take  down  our  sentence  as 
we  speak  it,  and  he  shall  wreak  it.  Henceforth,  Strepiion,  cast  away  your 
brakeman  suit  and  brakeman  pay;  another  racket  you  shall  play.  Of  the 
beauteous  Alton  Line,  favorite  Western  road  of  mine,  you  a G.  P.  A.  shall 
be.  Gentlemen,  what  do  you  think  of  he  ? 

ALL — It  should  be  him — 

QUEEN—  I haven’t  time 

To  think  of  my  grammar;  it’s  very  good  rhyme. 

And  now  take  down  my  word  and  pleasure.  Henceforth,  your  equal  he 
shall  be.  Into  your  councils  he  shall  come;  in  your  debates  he  shall  rule. 
Henceforth,  it  is  the  Alton  Road  you  must  imitate. 

ALL — Have  mercy! 

QUEEN — From  this  time  forth,  you  will  have  to  run  your  trains  on  the 
same  standard  of  excellence  which  marks  the  Alton. 

{Hands  every  one  of  them  a time-table  of  the  C.  & A.) 

ALL— Spare  us! 

QUEEN — You  will  be  forced  to  employ  none  but  civil  officials. 

ALL — Have  mercy! 

QLTEEN — The  comfort  of  your  passengers  must  be  your  primary  consider- 
ation. 

{Very  solemnly.)  You  will  also  be  forced  to  run  your  trains  according 
to  your  advertised  time-table. 

ALL— (S/irlck)— Oh,  spare  us!  spare  us! 

QUEEN — And  now  depart.  When  next  your  council  meets,  Strc])hon  will 
be  one  of  you. 

{Slow  7nusic.  O.  P.  A.'s  bow  to  SniKinion.  Business,  etc.  Curtain.) 


ACT  II. 

ScKnK— Interior  ()f  the  Chicago  <t  Alton  Railway  at  Chicago.  Luxurious 
surroundings  on  all  sides.  Ticket  office  opens  down  to  the  hd<tid  mosaic 


A PARODY  ON  lOLANTHE. 


floor.  Handsome  divans  for  passengers  engaged  in  the  purchase  of 
tickets.  At  the  gate,  waiting  for  passengers  as  they  go  through  in  swarms, 
is  Wir-i.is,  a hamlsome  man,  like  all  the  other  servants  of  this  road,  and 
also,  like  them,  he  is  clothed  in  an  expensive  and  becoming  \mlform. 

WILLIS—  (Sings.) 

I often  think  it’s  comical, 

How  nature  always  does  incline 
To  place  the  best  of  all  its  boys 
That’s  born  into  this  world  of  mine 
In  the  road  that  only  such  employs— 

The  great  Chicago  & Alton  Line. 

(Enter  Fairies  and  G.  P.  A.’s.) 

LEILA — ( Who  has  been  attracted  by  the  officers) — Charming  persons,  are 
they  not  ? 

CEILA— They  do  very  well,  considering  whom  they  work  for.  In  Alton 
uniforms  they  would  look  very  well. 

LORD  BEESEEKEW— Well,  we  have  done  our  best  to  imitate  Alton,  but 
it  seems  to  be  a failure.  Why  not  stop  this  disgusting  protege  of  yours  ? 

CEILA — (Crying) — We  can’t  stop  him.  The  road  has  made  too  much 
headway.  It  is  harder  to  kill  than  a Presidential  boom  in  Indiana.,  (Aside.) 
How  beautiful  they  all  are! 

(Enter  Queen,  who  has  overheard  last  remark.) 

QUEEN— Oh,  you  shameful  flirts,  always  running  after  those  railway 
men.  Don’t  you  know  it’s  death  to  marry  a mortal  ? 

CEILA— It  it  were,  you’d  have  to  execute  all  of  us;  but  who  wouldn’t  fall 
in  love  with  a railroad  man  ? 

LEILA — Especially  a Chicago  & Alton  man,  and  we  are  not  all  as  tough 
as  you  are. 

QUEEN— Am  I tough  ? Look  at  that  daisy!  (Pointing  to  Wii.lis.)  Who 
are  you,  sir  ? 

WILLIS — Ticket-taker  Willis,  of  the  Chicago  & Alton  Railroad. 

QUEEN — You’re  a fine  fellow,  sir. 

WILLIS — Yes,  mum;  I belong  to  the  Alton. 

QUEEN— (Starts)— The  Alton!  Ah!  I,  too,  am  not  insensible  to  tlie 
charms  of  manly  beauty.  Look  at  that  man!  He  is  a fair  specimen  of  the 
Alton  employes — a perfect  picture. 

WILLIS — Yes,  mum,  I am  generally  admired,  although  I do  not  compare 
favorably  with  my  fellow-employes.  The  standard  of  beauty  is  very  high 
on  this  road.  (Modestly  retires.) 

QUEEN— The  road  has  taste— (To  the  Fairies.)  Now,  here  is  a man 
belonging  to  the  first  road  in  the  Union,  whose  physical  beauty  eclipses 
Apollo’s.  If  I yielded  to  a natural  impulse,  1 should  at  once  be  mashed  by 


that  man.  But  I mortify  this  inclination;  I wrestle  with  it, — I subdue  it,  ha! 
ha!  This  is  how  I suppress  my  inclinations. 

SONG. 

O foolish  fay, 

. Think  you,  because  his  jacket  gay 

My  bosom  thaws,  I’d  disobey 
Our  fairy  laws  ? Because  I fly 
The  road  above,  you  think  that  I 
This  man  could  love. 

(Aside.) 

Type  of  Chicago  & Alton, 

This  heart  of  mine 
Is  truly  thine. 

’Tis  it  I lay  the  fault  on. 

(Exit  Fairies,  sorrowfully  foihnoing  Fairy  Queen.) 

(Enter  Piiyi.lis.) 

PHYLLIS — I can’t  think  why  I am  not  in  better  spirits.  I am  engaged  to 
one  General  Freight  Agent  and  one  General  Passenger  Agent,  and  could 
have  the  whole  railway  association  it  I only  said  the  word.  As  tor  Strephon, 
I hate  him.  No  girl  would  care  for  a young  man  who  was  considerably  older 
than  his  mother  — though  nowadays  there  are  a good  many  such  floating 
about. 

(Enter  Lord  Beeseekew.) 

LORD  B. — Phyllis,  my  own! 

PHYLLIS— How  dare  you?  But  perhaps  you  are  the  Freight  Agent— or 
the  General  Passenger  Agent. 

LORD  B. — I am — the  latter. 

PHYLLIS — How  did  you  secure  the  distinction  ? 

LORD  B.— To  be  frank,  because  everybody  was  rushing  for  jjositions  on 
the  Alton,  and  they  left  the  post  uncovered.  I have  held  the  place  a long 
time. 

PHYLLIS— Because  nobody  else  would  have  it? 

LORD  B.— Not  so  much  that  as  because  now  the  Alton  has  run  our  busi- 
ness down  so  there  is  no  money  to  pay  salaries  with,  and  I am  willing  to  wait 
for  mine.  The  stockholders  appreciate  my  kindness. 

(Enter  Lord  See  Eyear.) 

LORD  S. — Dearest  Phyllis!  (Embraces  her.) 

PHYLLIS— The  Freight  Agent!  Well,  have  you  settled  ? Have  you  set- 
tled which  of  you  it  is  to  be  ? 

LORD  S.— It  isn’t  rpiite  settled.  We  tossed  for  it,  but  we  did  it  in  a saloon 
where  the  dice  always  threw  sixes.  We  got  hold  of  the  proprietor's  private 
set.  Suppose  we  leave  the  choice  to  you  ? 


A PARODY  ON  WLAN  THE. 


PIlYLlilS  — How  can  it  po.ssibly  concern  nie?  You  are  both  railway 
ofticials.  You  botli  set  evorytliins  but  your  salaries,  and  1 don't  see  where 
I am  to  choose.  If  one  of  yon  will  throw  up  your  share  in  your  so-called 
railway,  and  admit  the  Alton  to  be,  what  it  is,  the  first  line  in  the  world,  I 
misbt  perhaps  take  time  to  consider. 

LOUD  15.— We  are  too  jealous  to  admit  that,  although  we  know  it.  The 
only  resort  now  Is  for  one  of  us  to  give  way  to  the  other.  Perhaps,  on  the 
whole,  slii^  would  be  happier  with  me. 

LOUD  S.— The  chances  are  in  your  favor.  The  one  difficulty  which 
remains  is,  that  if  you  rob  me  of  the  girl  I love  I must  kill  you.  I shall  give 
you  a pass  over  my  railroad. 

LOUD  li.—(ShHcl(.s'U'ith  fri(j}it)--Not  that!  Not  that!  ( Bumts  hito  tears.) 

LOUD  S.— 1 think  you  are  right— the  sacrifice  is  too  great.  The  sacred 
ties  of  friendship  will  not  permit  the  wanton  cruelties  suggested,  between 
men  wbo  love  (‘aeh  other  as  we  do.  (Tlic\j  cmhrncc). 

{Enter  Coiinsei.ou,  very  sorrowful.) 

(’OlINSELOK — ( Recitative.) 

Love  unrequited  robs  me  of  my  rest. 

Although  the  Alton  Line  is  still  victorious; 

But  in  a song  to  tell  my  woes  is  best. 

If  you,  kind  friends,  will  join  me  in  the  chorius, 

SOXG. 

When  on  some  snide  road,  with  a terrible  load,  and  an  engine 
not  np  to  an  Alton  one, 

Y"ou  lie  ill  at  ease,  in  a berth  filled  with  fleas,  all  ready  to 
make  an  assault  on  one. 

With  your  mind  in  a pother  on  this,  that  and  t'other-, 

Bt'cause  in  your  doubt  and  perplexity, 

A’ou  travel’d  this  way,  while  happy  as  play 
Goes  the  Chicago  & Alton  just  next  t’ye. 

Then  the  counterpane  tickles — you  feel  like  mixed  pickles. 
Your  pillow  as  hard  as  a bullet. 

And  your  sheet  is  so  small  it  won’t  cover  at  all, 

No  matter  'tis  which  way  you  pull  it; 

Then  you  rave,  and  you  swear,  and  tear  out  your  hair. 

With  none  but  yourself  to  lay  fault  on. 

And  swear  by  the  heaven,  if  once  you're  forgiven. 

To  abjure  all  lines  but  the  Alton. 

LORD  B.— I am  much  distresst  to  find  you  so  sad. 

COUNSELOR— I am;  I acknowledge  it.  It  is  my  double  capacity  which 
does  it.  I am  her  guardian  and  her  suitor.  In  my  latter  capacity  I am  over- 
awed by  my  duty  in  my  other  capacity.  It  unnerves  me. 

LORD  S.— It  is  hard.  .lust  think  of  having  two  ca])acities.  Let  us  be 


truly  thankful  that  we  have  no  capacity  at  all.  But  tiike  courage;  nothing 
that  I ever  heard  of  daunted  a Chicago  & Alton  Railroad  official. 

COUNSELOR — That  is  true,  and  I will  be  resigned.  f Exeunt. 

{Enter  PiiYr.ni.s.) 

PHYLLIS— Strephon! 

STREPIION— Phyllis!  But  I forgot.  I suppose  I should,  madam let 

me  see— what  name  have  you  decided  upon  ? 

PHYLLIS — I haven’t  quite  made  up  my  mind.  A"ou  see,  I haven’t  any 
mother  to  advise  me. 

STREPIION— No!  I have. 

PIIA^LLIS — Y'es,  a very  yminy  mother. 

STREPIION— Not  very — a couple  of  centuries  or  .so. 

PIIY'LLIS — She  wears  w'ell. 

STREPIION— Of  course  she  does.  She  was  born  and  reared  on  the  C.  & 
A.  Line.  Besides,  she’s  a fairy. 

PIIY'LLIS— I beg  your  pardon— a what? 

STREPIION — A fairy.  I’ve  no  longer  a reason  to  conceal  the  truth. 

PHY’LLIS — That  would  account  for  a good  many  things.  Fairies  nowa- 
days are  rather  indi.screet.  I suppose  you  are  a fairy,  too. 

STREPIION— I’m  half  a fairy  and  half  a mortal. 

PHY^LLIS — Not  very  substantial.  But  why  didn't  you  tell  me  ? 

STREPIION — I thought  I might  get  myself  disliked.  There's  no  use 
loving  half  a man. 

PHYLLIS — Better  that  than  to  love  a whole  man.  as  they  go  nowadays. 
Forgive  me. 

STREPHON — Think  of  the  difficulties.  My  grandmother  looks  ipiite  as 
young  as  my  mother.  So  do  all  my  aunts. 

PIIY^LLIS — Then,  it  I catch  you  kissing  the  chambermaid,  I shall  know 
she’s  only  a relative  in  disguise. 

STREPHON— In  that  case,  I will  forgive  you. 

PHA'LLIS — Then  we  will  be  married  at  once.  I will  attend  to  the  fairies 
afterward.  But  how  about  your  mother  ? 

lOLANTHE— (Enteriny)— The  old  lady  is  here,  and  blesses  you  my  cbil- 
dren— or  words  to  that  effect. 

STREPHON— But  how  about  her  guardian  ? 

lOLANTHE— There  is  but  one  thing  to  do.  I have  been  married  to  him 
tor  some  years  now.  He  is  Strephon’s  father. 

STREPHON— At  last!  I am  a wise  child. 

lOLANTHE— And  being  his  wife,  I will  assume  my  domestic  duties. 
Have  you  a club  handy  ? 

COUNSELOR— (Entc/’s  jubilant) — It's  settled!  Victory!  victory!  I i)ut 
the  case  plainly  to  myself,  although  I must  confess  that  when  I addressed  so 
important  a personage  as  the  legal  adviser  of  the  Chicago  & Alton  Railroad, 
I did  so  with  many  feelings  of  doubt  in  my  mind.  However,  I took  courage 
and  pleaded  my  cause,  well.  I said  to  myself,  with  the  respect  with  which  1 


A PARODY  ON  WLAN  THE. 


always  address  myself,  you  are  tlie  legal  adviser  of  the  greatest  railroad  in 
the  country,  and  as  such  you  should  not  hesitate  to  exercise  your  droits  de 
seigneur  and  take  the  girl  from  all  competitors.  I was  hound  to  admit  the 
force  of  my  own  argument,  and  so  won  my  case.  I shall  marry  the  girl 
without  delay.  There  is  nothing  to  stand  in  the  way. 

lOLANTHE — ( Comes  dotmi) — Excepting  a mere  trifle. 

COUNSEIAIR — And  that  is  — but  who  are  you?  {Starts.)  Ah!  Thou 
livest,  lolanthe  ? 

lOLANTIIE — Never  say  die  is  the  motto  of  the  Alton  Line.  {She  falls 
into  Ms  arms.) 

QUEEN — {lolanthe  kneels  to  her) — 

Once  more  thy  vows  are  broken; 

The  Fates  thy  doom  have  spoken; 

{Enter  Everybody.) 

LEILA — Hold!"  If  lolanthe  must  die,  so  must  we  all,  for  we  are  ecpially 
guilty. 

QUEEN— Equally  guilty.  {All  kneel.) 

LORI)  S. — Pardon  them.  They  could  not  help  it.  The  ancient  traditions 
surrounding  railway  t)fficials  were  too  much  for  them,  and  they  married  us. 

QUEEN — The  traditions  of  onr  tribe  must  be  imperative.  They  who 
marry  mortals  must  die.  There  is  no  going  back  on  the  statutes. 

COUNSELOR — Hold!  I haven’t  been  helping  the  public  to  obey  the  law 


all  these  years  for  nothing.  Let  me  give  your  statuh;  a whirl.  (Looks  it 
over.)  Easy  enough.  Make  it  read  that  every  fairy  who  marries  outside  the 
Alton  Road  shall  die. 

QUEEN— Good  Idea.  {Does  it.)  And  now  where’s  Willis  ? 

WILLIS— Tickets,  please. 

QUEEN— Yes,  for  the  matrimonial  line.  How  would  you  like  to  he  a 
fairy  ticket-taker  ? 

WILLIS— On  the  Chicago  & Alton  ? 

QUEEN— That  is  the  statute. 

WILLIS— It  is  one  of  the  oldest  traditions  of  this  road  that  none  of  its 
employes  can  imssibly  be  ill-bred,  particularly  to  a lady.  I am  yours. 

QUEEN— And  now  the  only  way  to  save  our  tribe  from  annihilation  is  for 
all  you  gentlemen  to  obey  the  law.  Remember  that  any  fairy  who  marries 
other  than  a Chicago  & Alton  man  must  die.  (All  shudder.) 

STREPHON — And  I,  being  in  the  Alton  Road,  will  immediately  employ 
you  all  and  absorb  all  your  lines.  -It  was  bound  to  come  to  that  sooner  or 
later. 

COUNSELOR— The  old  wife  is  better  than  no  wife,  so  here  we  all  go  to 
fairyland. 

{TheAltfjn  xeniform  instantly  covers  them  all,  and  their  haggax'd,  care- 

xvorn  expressions  are  replaced,  hy  the  happy,  .seraphic  looks  of  men  who 

habitxially  wox'kfor  the  C.  & A.  R.  R.) 


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ACT  ONE. 

The  scene  is  laid  in  the  quiet  little  village  of  Sleepy  Hollow,  in 
the  good  State  of  Michigan.  TTe  first  act  is  laid  in  the  village  square. 
Right:  The  saloon  of  Nick  Vedder.  Left:  The  village  well,  rustic 
seats.  Back:  The  country  road,  and  view  of  a flat,  uncultivated,  bar- 
ren country.  The  day  is  a village  fete.  As  curtain  rises  the  peasants 
are  gathered  round  the  tables,  which  are  to  be  seen  outside  Nick 
Vedder’s  place.  Peter  and  Katrina  on  stage. 

CHORUS  ; 

Then  let’s  be  gay 
Upon  this  day, 

'I'hank  heaven  for  its  bounty, 

And  fill  the  glass 
To  ev’ry  lass 

And  laddie  in  the  county. 

PETER.  {The  Burgomeister  sings.) 

On  this  solemnity  right  royal. 

Where  is  that  vagabond  disloyal  } 


Where’s  Rip  Van  Winkle,  eh  t 

Don’t  know  ! Can’t  any  of  you  say 

Don’t  know  ! Ah,  well ! sing  on;  for  this  he  shall  pay. 

K.ATRINA.  Here  comes  Gretchen,  Herr  Bergomeister,  maybe 
she  can  tell  you  where  her  wandering  Rip  is  to  be  found. 

{Enter  Gretchen.  She  goes  to  Burgomeister. ) 

GRETCHEN.  Mynherr,  I beg  you  don’t  be  hard  on  my  hus- 
band. For  my  sake,  Rip  wanders  o’er  hill  and  brake,  weary,  night 
and  day;  and  if  he’s  not  here  to  join  you  in  your  festivity,  rely  upon 
it  that  his  reasons  are  good. 

PETER.  Tut!  tut!  Gretchen,  you  are  over-patient  with  the 
loot.  Shame  on  him  for  a lazy  good-for-nothing  bag  of  bricks.  He’s 
no  credit  to  the  village. 

(Gretchen  and  Katrina  both  come  near  Peter,  one  each  side  of  him,  and 
pat  him  on  the  chin. ) 

GRETCHEN.  Come,  come,  Burgomeister,  don’t  be  hard.  You 
know  everybody  loves  you  and  your  heart  is  bigger  than  the  village 
clock.  Come,  forgive  poor  Rip,  and  make  us  all  happy. 

{They  both  pat  his  cheek.) 


EIP  VAN  WINKLE'S  DREAM. 


PETER.  Well,  well  ! Who  ever  heard  of  one  man  talking  down 
two  women.?  Be  it  as  yon  will.  Hullo  ! what’s  that.? 

VEDDER.  {Coming  out  of  his  house.)  Soldiers  coming  up  the 
v-alley.  Whatever  can  they  want .? 

PETPiR.  Never  mind  what  they  want;  it  can’t  concern  us;  so 
don’t  let  them  disturb  our  holiday. 

/ CHORUS ; 

Then  let’s  be  gay 
Upon  this  day, 

Thank  heaven  for  its  bounty. 

And  fill  the  glass 
To  ev’ry  lass 

And  laddie  in  the  county. 

{Enter  Soldiers.  Captain  orders  them  to  break  off,  which  they  do  after 
stacking  their  arms  on  the  little  plot  of  grass  adioining  Vedder’s 
house;  then  exit.  Katrina  approaching  CAPfAiN.) 

KATRINA.  Tell  me.  Captain,  what  brings  you  here  .?  Surely  not 
some  new  trouble  with  Rip  .? 

CAPTAIN.  Not  a bit  of  it,  my  fair  Katrina;  only  a little  recruit- 
ing business,  that  is  all.  But  I thank  the  lucky  star  which  cast  my 
lot  on  such  an  expedition. 

KATRINik.  Why  so.?  Sleepy  Hollow  is  a dull  enough  place  to 
come  to. 

CAPTAIN.  To  some  people  it  may  be;  but  to  me  Sleepy  Hollow 
is  the  embodiment  of  all  that  is  sweet  and  lovely  in  life.  The  sun 
seems  to  shine  brighter  here  than  on  any  spot  on  earth. 

KATRINA.  Why  so .? 

CAPTAIN.  Because  here  I find  the  girl  I love.  Yes,  the  girl  I 
love  more  than  my  tongue  can  tell. 


{Exit  of  Peasants.  Katrina  and  Captain  off  together  in  a loving  way. 

As  soon  as  they  are  off  Rip’s  voice  is  heard  singing  outside. ) 

RIP.  {Outside.)  A day  vas  homing  ven  I’ll  gaily  sing, 

Tra  la  la  la,  tra  la  la  la. 

Her  day  vas  homing — yaw,  vas  on  de  ving, 

Tra  la  la  la,  tra  la  la  la. 

{Enter  Rip,  laughing;  looks  round  as  if  in  search  of  some  one.) 

RIP.  Ah,  Rip,  you  vas  a bad  kase,  ole  fellow— a purty  bad  kase. 
Vat  in  tunder  vill  mein  vife  say,  und  der  Burgomeister.  {Laughs  and 
slaps  his  knee.)  By  Shimini,  now  I shtarted  for  de  voods  dis  mornin’  oud, 
to  fill  mein  bag  mit  game,  und  I shoost  meet  a fellow  mit  von  eye,  und 
he  asked  me  to  take  von  nip  mit  him.  I couldn’t  refuse  to  trink 
mit  him,  und  den  I took  anoder  glass,  und  den  I took  so  much  as 
ein  dootzen  oder  glasses,  und  he  drink  so  more  as  I.  Den  he  got  aus 
gespielt,  und  I rolled  him  in  a ditch  to  shleep  a leedle,  for  his  von  eye 
got  so  crooked  he  nefer  could  of  seen  his  vay  home  shtraight.  Den  I 
goes  to  de  voods,  but  nefer  a bird  could  I shoots.  But  I shtops  now. 
I’ve  shvore  off.  {ErJer  Vedder  from  the  inn,  sees  Rip  and  fills  a 
glass.)  If  anybody  asks  me  to  trink  now,  Til  say  to  dem  (\  edder 
comes  down  and  offers  glass  to  Rip;  Rip  smiles,  hesitates,  then  holds  out 
his  hand  and  lakes  the  glass).  I’ll  say  to  dem — veil,  heies  youi  gool 
health,  und  your  family's  goot  health,  und  eferybody  s goot  health;  und 
may  you  all  live  long  und  brosber. 

VPIDDER.  Why,  Rip,  I thought  you  said  you  had  sworn  off? 

RIP.  So  I hafe;  so  I hafe;  but  it  doan’t  kownt  ven  I trinks  on 
peezness.  (Vedder  holds  out  his  hand  for  money.)  Oh,  I vill  make 
dot  all  right ; shoost  mark  it  on  de  vail. 

VEDDER.  {Laughing  and  shaking  his  head.)  The  vail,  as  you 
call  it,  Rip,  is  getting  pretty  heavy.  Look  at  the  slate.  But  where 


RIP  VAN  WINKLE’S  DREAM. 


have  you  been  all  day  ? We  were  afraid  some  of  the  goblins  of  the 
forest  had  made  you  captive. 

RIP.  Nein,  I nefer  sees  no  ghost,  though  I’ve  had  a long  okwaint- 
ance  mit  dose  shpeerits.  Ha,  ha  ! 

VEDDER.  But,  Rip,  where  have  you  been  ? 

RIP.  Oh,  I’ve  been  bus)'.  I vas  up  in  de  voods  a shooten. 

VEDDER.  That’s  what  you  always  say;  but  I never  see  any 
evidences  of  your  skill.  But  come.  Rip,  sit  down  and  take  a pipe 
and  a glass,  and  make  yourself  comfortable. 

RIP.  Nein,  nein;  I’ve  shvore  off. 

VEDDER.  Well,  take  one  drink  on  business. 

RIP.  No,  I von’t  touch  him. 

VEDDER.  Well,  I’ll  have  to  go  it  alone.  {Si/s  dow?t  and  drinks.) 

RIP.  Dere  is  a drinks  ! Dere  is  a drinks  ! I hafe  conquered 
temptation  at  lasht ! Bravo  mein  shvore  off;  bravo  resolution  ! You 
shall  hafe  shoost  von  glass  for  dot.  {Goes  io  table;  Vedder  laughs  and 
gives  him  a cup  of  wine.)  Veil,  here’s  your  goot  health,  und  )Our  fam- 
ily’s goot  health,  und  eferybody’s  good  health,  und  may  you  all  live 
long  und  brosber.  {Drinks.) 

{Enter  Gretchen.  She  sees  him.  Rip  tries  to  hide  hi\  act,  and  rushes 
forward  to  embrace  her,  and  while  doing  so,  flings  the  empty  cup 
behind  her  back  to  Nick  Vedder.  \ edder  catches  it.) 

GRETCHEN.  Fie,  fie.  Rip  !' Drinking  again.?  I thought  you 
had  promised  to  give  it  up.  Get  thee  to  a brewery. 

RIP.  Ivill;  vichvas  de  nearest  vay.?  But  dere,  kleine  frau,  I hafe 
shvore  off:  I only  trinks  on  peezness  now. 

GRETCHEN.  Yes,  Rip;  it’s  all  very  well;  but  think  what  is  to 

become  of  us. 


RIP.  Become  of  us.?  Vy,  let  dose  dhroobles  of  to-day  take  care 
mit  demselves.  To-morrow  vill  do  der  same. 

GRETCHEN.  Yes;  but  think.  Rip,  the  money  we  have  to  pay 
Derrick  Van  Slous  to  clear  our  title  to  the  farm  is  due  to-day,  and 
that  is  trouble  enough.  How  are  we  to  pay  it .?  You  know  Derrick 
is  a hard  man.  What  shall  we  do .? 

RIP.  {Laughing.)  Do.?  Vy,  I’ll  shoost  make  him  poot  it  on  de 
shlate.  Ah,  vee’ll  be  all  right,  leedle  frau.  I’ll  make  you  der  finest 
lady  in  der  land  yet.  Vat  do  you  say  to  a fine  palace,  und  carriages, 
und  horses,  und  siliks,  und  dresses,  eh  .? 

GRETCHEN.  Ah,  I’m  afraid.  Rip,  that  day  will  never  come. 

RIP.  Nefer  you  mind,  Gretchen;  dot  day  vill  come.  I hafe 
somedings  vat  shpeaks  to  me,  und  dells  me  dot  a day  ish  near  by  dot 
vill  shange  for  us  all.  Somedings  dells  me  dot  brosberity  vill  kome 
to  us  somevays,  und  py  some  mysterious  tricks  of  man  s inshinooidy. 

GRETCHEN.  Ah,  Rip,  and  what  do  you  think  I care  for  all  that, 
if  I can  only  live  peaceful  in  the  shelter  of  your  love.? 

RIP.  Veil,  leedle  vooman,  dot  you  can  do  now. 

{Exit  Rip  and  Gretchen  together,  and  enter  Captain  and  Katrina 
from  back,  arm-in-arm.) 

CAPTAIN.  And  so  you  love  me.  Then  you  see  I was  right  m 
saying  that  this  nestling  Michigan  village  was  the  loveliest  spot  on 
earth  for  me.  {They  clasp  hands. ) 

{Enter  Knickerbocker,  who  starts  with  anger . Captain  sees  him  and 

goes  up  stage.) 

KNICKERBOCKER.  {To  Katrina.)  Ah,  so  I find  you  at  last, 
eh .?  Galivanting,  as  usual,  with  that  soldier  chap,  eh  .?  Is  that  the 
way  you  keep  your  troth  with  me  .? 


RIP  I 'A  A'  lUAA'AA  S DREaAI. 


(Katkina  afid  Knickekbocker  corns  down  stage.) 

KATRINA.  You  silly  man  ! Why  can’t  I meet  the  friends  I 
esteem,  if  it  suits  me,  vvithout  exciting  your  jealousy.? 

KNICKEKBOCKER.  Yes;  but  since  you  are  betrothed  to  me, 
I can't  see  why  you  should  not  give  me  a little  more  of  your  com- 
pany, and  a little  less  to  those  you  say  you  esteem  so  much.  If  I 
only  knew  for  certain  that  you  loved  me. 

KATRINA.  {Standing  before  him,  and  speaking  over  his  shoulder  to 
the  Captain,  who  remains  in  the  background.)  I do;  I love  you  better 
than  my  own  life;  better  than  any  one  or  any  thing  that  lives  and 
breathes. 

(Knickerbocker  A in  ecstasy,  and  turns  to  embrace  her.  She  passes 
swiftly  by  him  and  accepts  the  arm  which  the  Captain  offas  her. 
They  exit  together  left,  and  Knickerbocker  goes  off  running  right, 
expressing  his  anger  and  disgust. ) 

{Enter  Rip,  with  little  Menie  on  his  shoulder.  He  comes  in  humming  a 
song,  carries  Menie  to  a table  and  deposits  her  on  it,  pretending  to  be 
Vtry  much  fatigued.) 

RIP.  {Wiping  his  brow.)  Oh  my,  how  hpavy  you  vas  ! Your 
poor  old  fader  can't  earn.-  sooch  a load.  (Menie  has  a doll  in  her  hand, 
which  she  holds  upside  down;  Rip  sees  it.)  Hullo  ! vat  vag  dot?  My  ! 
vat  you  do  holding  your  dolly  dot  vay  ? Doan’t  you  see  das  blood  ish 
homing  in  two  blaces  on  its  face?  You’ll  give  it  a headache,  und 
doan't  I know  dot  ain’t  no  good  ? 

MENIE.  Dolly  doesn’t  feel,  papa.  It’s  used  to  headaches. 

RIP.  So  am  I,  meine  liebe;  but  dey  hurt  shoost  de  same.  But  vat’s 
dis  I hear  about  your  blaying  mit  all  dose  leedle  poys  on  de  village  ? 
Doan’t  you  know  dot  a shentleman’s  daughter  doan’t  talk  to  efery 
poy  she  meets. 


MENIE.  {Hangs  her  head.)  I only  play  about,  papa. 

RIP.  But  I doan’t  vant  you  to  blay  aboud,  mein  leedle  shveet. 
Now  I dells  you  vat  I do.  You  know  Schneider,  mein  pig  doag; 
veil,  I shoost  gif  you  in  sharge  of  Schneider,  und  I’ll  make  him 
frighten  all  dose  leedle  poys  avay. 

MENIE.  Then  I think  I won’t  have  Schneider;  besides, it  doesn't 
matter.  {Tosses  her  head.)  I’m  engaged. 

RIP.  Vat  you  say? 

MENIPk  I’m  engaged. 

RIP.  Oh,  oh  ! You  vas  engaged,  eh  ? Und  who  might  you  vas 
engaged  to,  eh  ? 

IMENIPk  To  Hans  Van  Slous.  See,  here  he  comes. 

{She  jumps  off  the  table  and  runs  to  meet  him.  They  embrace.  Rip  looks 

dumbfounded. ) 

HANS.  {Patting  Rip  on  the  shoulder.)  Hullo,  Rip,  old  boy,  how 
are  you  ? 

RIP.  None  the  better  for  having  you  bunch  me,  yungster;  but 
vat’s  dis  I hear  aboud  you  und  Menie? 

HANS.  Why,  we’re  engaged. 

RIP.  Oh,  you  vas  engaged,  vas  you  ? Veil,  dot’s  a purty  good 
dings  to  shtart  mit;  but  since  dot's  so,  und  you  are  to  be  my  fader-in- 
law, I vish  you  to  ask  me  vat  you  intend  to  do  for  a living?  Going 
to  be  a lawyer,  like  your  unkel,  eh  ? 

HANS.  Not  I.  I hate  the  law,  and  I wouldn't  be  a lawyer  for 
anything. 

RIP.  {Pleased,  takes  his  hands.)  Dot’s  right,  mein  poy:  I likes  to 
hear  you  talk  oud  dot  vay.  {Shake.)  But  if  you  doant  vas  a lawyer, 
vat  den  ? 

MENIE.  Oh,  he’s'going  to  be  a sailor  in  the  navy. 


RIP  VAN  IV/NA'LR’S  DREAM. 


HANS.  {With  pride.')  Yes;  I’m  going  to  be  a bold  pirate,  and 
rob  people. 

RIP.  Oh,  veil,  you  shoost  might  so  veil  shtop  to  home  und  be  a 
lawyer.  But  kome  here,  leedle  vons,  und  hear  vot  I say. 

SFXOND  VERSE. 


RIP. 

Before  we  ring  the  marriage  bell, 

How  know  you  not  you’ll  change  as  well  ? 

MEN  IE. 

The  world  may  change,  but  I’ll  stay  fast. 

HANS. 

I’ll  love  her  to  the  very  last. 

RIP. 

Your  childish  love  is  pure  and  holy; 
But  think  of  others  you  may  meet. 

MENIE. 

You’ll  see  I’ll  love  my  Hanschen  solely. 

HANS. 

I’ll  ever  love  my  Menie  sweet. 

RIP. 

But  still  the  world  is  ever  changing — 
New  ties  you’ll  surely  some  day  form. 

MENIE. 

There’s  none  like  Hans  o’er  this  earth  ranging. 

HANS. 

I’ll  cling  to  her  through  peace  and  stoim 

RIP. 

But  when  the  cares  of  old  age  come 

HANS. 

My  love  for  Menie  will  be  strong. 

RIP. 

And  should  the  days  of  trouble  come  ? 

MENIE. 
HANS  & 1 
MENIE  \ 

I’ll  help  my  darling  Hans  along. 
We’ll  be  happy  as  man  and  wife. 

RIP. 

They’ll  be  happy  as  man  and  wife. 

MENIE. 

And  we’ll  seek  together 
Lilies  by  the  lake. 
Berries  in  the  heather. 
Fireflies  in  the  brake. 

ALL. 


RIP. 


:\IKNIE&  j 
HANS.  [ 


RIP. 


MEN  IK. 

HANS. 

RIP. 


CHORUS ; 

Yes,  we’ll  seek  together 
Lilies  by  the  lake, 

Berries  in  the  heather, 

Eireflies  in  the  brake. 

Berries  in  the  heather, 

Eireflies  in  the  brake, 

Berries  in  the  heather. 

Fireflies  in  the  brake. 

The  world,  my  darling,  is  ever  on  the  change; 

Once  I a little  child  like  you  did  play; 

The  lovely  woods  that  now  within  my  vision  range. 
In  time  to  come  will  pass  away. 

The  limbs  of  those  now  olden, 

Tender  as  yours  one  day; 

These  locks  of  mine,  so  golden, 

Will  soon  be  streaked  with  ;;r  y. 

But  though  youth  may  perish, 

And  flowers  decay, 

Still  your  love,  dear  ones,  cherish — 

For  love  is  young  for  aye  ! 

We  ll  love  each  other  for  aye  and  for  ave  ! 

THIRD  VERSE. 

In  days  to  come,  remember  well 
The  words  of  prophecy  I tell. 

Indeed  we  will,  and  cherish  true. 

And  ever  think  with  love  of  you. 

Yon  village  hedge,  yon  mighty  mountain. 


RIP  J:LV  IVAY/vLR'S  DREAM. 


MENIE  & I 
HANS.  ( 
RIP.  {Laughin 
MENIE. 


ALL. 


RIP. 


The  weary  steed,  the  heavy  coach, 

Like  si)arkles  from  a summer  fountain 
Will  vanish  as  the  times  approach. 

And  in  their  place  how  changed  its  seeming, 
Some  wondrous  hidden  power  rise. 

Alaybe  these  things  will  travel  steaming — 
Shooting  like  lightning  in  the  skies. 

And  methinks  that  future  nations, 

Telling  how  these  things  began. 

Will  point  with  pride  to  steam  road  stations. 

And  say  they  came  from  Michigan. 

We’ll  still  be  happy,  man  and  wife. 

g.)  They’ll  still  be  happy,  man  and  wife. 

And  we’ll  seek  together, 

Lilies  by  the  lake. 

Berries  on  the  heather. 

Fireflies  on  the  brake. 

And  we’ll  seek  together, 

Lilies  by  the  lake, 

Berries  on  the  heather. 

Fireflies  on  the  brake. 

Berries  on  the  heather. 

Fireflies  on  the  brake, 

Berries  on  the  heather. 

Fireflies  on  the  brake. 

Dear  ones,  still  lend  an  ear  to  Rip  Van  Winkle; 

E’en  as  these  things  must  surely  be, 

So  will  the  roll  of  time  your  faces  wrinkle; 

That  day,  alas  ! I may  not  live  to  see  ! 


These  little  heads  now  golden, 

These  little  limbs  so  firm. 

Silvered,  shriveled  and  olden. 

Will  join  old  age  infirm. 

But  though  youth  may  perish, 

And  fair  locks  decay, 

Still  my  prophecy  cherish — 

That  steam  will  rule  the  day. 

MENTE&  I cherish  that  thought  and  for  aye. 

HANS.  ) 

RIP.  Und  so  you  remember  all  I say.  Dose  dings  I told  are 
trudths,  though  dey  kome  vrom  der  mouth  of  a vanderer.  De  shange 
vich  nature  prings  in  all  dings  vill  kome  to  you.  Guard  veil  your 
love,  if  you  hafe  it;  it  ish  too  breshus  a dings  to  lose.  I tinks  I 
see  pefore  me  now  dot  vonderful  shanges  of  de  future.  Somedings 
knocks  at  mein  head,  und  a vision  of  vat  ish  homing  floads  pefore 
mein  eyes.  Dis  beaceful  village  seems  a busy  town.  Dose  green  but 
uncultivated  fields  teeming  mit  harvest  treasure.  De  beggars  in  de 
sdhreet  grow  rich.  De  faces  dot  are  binched  mit  boverty  glow  now 
mit  happiness  und  komfort.  Der  old  shtage  goach  mit  its  burden  of 
weary  travelers,  vanishes  like  a sommer  klowd,  und  in  its  blace  a 
mighty  moving,  shteaming  dings,  flying  dhroo  de  air  as  if  brobelled 
by  magic.  Mein  lovely  Michigan  ! Lovely  pekase  it  vas  shoost  like^ 
a leedle  simple  schild  and  full  of  goot  dings.  Vat  vill  you  be  like 
ven  de  vorld  sees  you  as  I see  you  now,  bursting  mit  health,  wealth 
und  brosberity  oud 

MENIE.  And  all  this,  papa,  you  can  see 

RIP.  Yaw;  I see,  but  I doan’tsee;  but  still  it's  to  kome.  Some- 
dings  dells  me  of  dcse  dings.  Somedings  dells  me  of  a power  to  be 


RIP  PAJV  WINKLE’S  DREAM. 


that  vill  shange  der  apj)earance  ot  earthly  affairs,  und  I feels  dat  you 
und  I shall  some  day  see  it.  Remember  vat  I say. 

MENIE.  We  will,  papa. 

I IANS.  We  will.  But  here  comes  uncle,  and  doesn’t  he  just 
look  mad } 

{^Enkr  Derrick,  ivho  goes  straight  to  Hans  and  tears  him  away  from 

Alice.) 

DERRICK.  Go  home,  you  young  rascal  ! {Exit  crying.) 

RIP.  Veil,  dot's  a purty  vay  to  be  going  on.  I shoost  like  to  know 
vat  der  poy  has  been  a doing  now.? 

DERRICK.  I don’t  wish  him  to  be  associating  with  the  child  of 
a vagabond;  and  I shall  chastise  him  every  time  I catch  him  doing  so. 

RIP.  Veil,  dot's  so;  dat  vas  a fact.  I am  a vagabond;  but 
danke  himmel  I vas  nefer  a lawyer. 

DERRICK.  Enough  of  this  nonsense.  Rip  Van  Winkle,  as  you 
are  aware,  the  amount  of  money  which  you  owe  me  to  complete  your 
title  to  the  farm  falls  due  to-day.  Here  in  my  hand  I hold  the 
papers.  Now  unless  you  are  prepared  to  settle  at  once  {aside),  I 
know  he  is  not  {aloud),  out  you  go.  So  the  least  said  about  the  mat- 
ter the  better. 

RIP.  {I^aughing.)  Ish  dot  so  .?  Und  ish  all  dot  baber  aboud  it.? 

DERRICK.  It  is. 

RIP.  Let  me  see.  {Takes  the  document  and  holds  it  upside  doivn.) 
Und  ish  all  dis  writing  aboud  me.?  (Derrick  ) Veil,  I didn’t 
know  pefore  dot  I vas  of  so  much  importance.  Und  dot  baber  ish 
mein  title  to  de  farm,  eh  .?  (Derrick  woffj. ) Und  if  I doan’t  pay  dose 
twenty  pounds  I’m  aus  gespielt,  eh .?  (Derrick  nods  again.)  Then 
I guess  I'll  shoost  pay  dot  money  and  keep  der  baber. 

{He  puts  the  document  in  his  pocket  and  then  begins  to  fumble  for  his  purse, 
which  he  then  pulls  out  of  his  pocket.) 


DERRICK.  {Aside.)  Perdition  ! If  he  pays  the  money  my 
chances  of  ever  getting  the  land  back  are  gone  forever.  (Rip  turns 
out  the  money  and  begins  counting  it.  To  Rip.  ) Oh,  well,  that’s  all  right. 
Rip,  I was  only  joking;  you  needn’t  pay  the  money  now,  if  it  isn’t 
convenient.  Just  give  me  the  deed,  and  let  it  stand  until  it  suits  }Ou 
better. 

RIP.  {Pushing  the  money  ewer.)  Dot’s  all  right.  You  vas  very 
kind;  but  I tinks  I know  shoost  vat  I know.  Dere  vas  your  money. 
Guten  tag.  {He  shoulders  Alice  and  goes  off  singing  “ A Day  is  Com-, 
ing  whin  I’ll  Gaik  Sing,”  etc.  Derrick  remains  in  thought  a moment, 
then  sluugs  his  shoulders.) 

DERRICK.  Well,  perhaps  it  is  just  as  well.  I’ve  got  my  twenty 
pounds,  and  if  I had  ousted  him  from  his  farm  everybody  in  the  vil- 
lage would  have  been  down  on  me.  I’ll  have  a bottle  on  the  strength 
of  it.  {Calls  out.)  Nick  ! {Enter  Nick  Vedder.)  A bottle  of  your 
goo  I Burgundy,  and  have  a glass  with  me. 

VEDDER.  At  my  own  expense  .? 

DERRICK.  No,  at  mine.  (Vedder  goes  for  the  win'.)  He 
seems  surprised.  It’s  true,  I don't  often  break  out  that  way;  but  here 
is  my  chance  to  pass  off  some  of  that  false  money  and  swear  Rip  gave 
it  to  me. 

{Enter  Vedder  with  wine.) 

VEDDER.  You  don’t,  for  a fact;  but  it's  a funny  world.  {They 
drink. ) 

DERRICK.  {Throwing  down  a gold  piece.)  Well,  that’s  the  way 
it  goes  with  me. 

VEDDER.  {Picking  up  the  gold  piece  and  looking  at  it.)  Does  it.? 
Well,  this  don’t  go  with  me,  or  a hundred  like  them. 

DERRICK.  {Snatching  the  money.)  Why  not  .?  {Looks  at  it.) 
Bad,  by  jingo — and  I got  it  from  Rip.  {Looks  at  the  money  in  the 


RIP  VAN  WINKLE’S  DREAM. 


/Mg.)  All  had.  At  last  revenge  is  mine.  I’ll  be  even  with  Rip  for 
this.  'I'he  soldiers  are  here,  and  if  1 tion’t  have  him  swinging  by 
the  neck  for  passing  false  coins,  my  name  isn’t  Derrick.  Here,  take 
this.  (Paving  out  of  his po.kd.)  I'll  be  revenged  ! I’ll  be  revenged  ! 

(Exit,  hastily.) 

(Enter  Villagers  Gretchen.  Villagers  singing). 

CHORUS : 

Then  let’s  be  gay 
Upon  this  day, 

Thank  heaven  for  its  bounty, 

And  fill  the  glass 
To  ev’ry  lass 

And  laddie  in  the  county. 

(Enter  Rip,  with  gun  and  game-hag  on  shoulder.) 

RIP.  Veil,  girls  und  poys.  Pm  off  in  the  voods. 

CRUTCH  EN.  Oh,  Rip,  not  now;  think  of  our  troubles. 

RIP.  Our  dhroobles,  leedle  von,  are  ofer.  I’ve  paid  V’’on  Slous, 
und  here’s  der  baber.  Veu  I kome  back  I’ll  roam  no  more. 

VEDDER.  (Conies  in,  running.)  Rip!  Rip!  what  have  you  been 
doing,  you  vagabond  ! The  money  you  paid  to  Van  Slous  just  now' 
he  says  is  spurious,  and  he  has  gone  to  fetch  the  soldiers  to  place  you 
under  arrest ! See  1 here  he  comes. 

RIP.  He  vas  a liar;  but  de  soldiers  are  too  many — I’m  off! 

(Enter  Derrick,  endeavoring  to  be  bland  and  indiffirent.) 

DERRICK.  (I'o  Rip.)  Ah!  off  so  soon  again  Leaving  your 
charming  wife  I That’s  hardly  right.  But  still  you  are  an  honest  fel- 
low to  pay  your  just  debts,  so  I suppose  we  must  humor  you.  But 
before  you  go,  tell  me  how  you  got  the  gold  } 

RIP.  You  vant  to  know  t 


DERRICK.  I do. 

RIP.  Veil,  I doan’t  can  remember. 

DERRICK.  (Losing  control  of  himself)  Ah  ! you  don’t,  eh  t 
Well,  we’ll  soon  try  and  force  you  to  recollect.  Vagabond!  thief! 
scoundrel  ! (Rip  goes  as  if  to  strike  him.) 

GRETCHEN.  The  soldiers  are  coming.  Rip  1 Oh,  fly,  Rip,  fly  1 

RIP.  (To  Gretchen.)  Meine  liebe,  good-by.  I’ll  go  vere  dey 
cannot  find  me.  See,  de  old  shtage  goach  vas  homing  up  der  hill  now. 
Nicklaus  is  mein  frent,  and  Ellshoost  go  mit  him  to  de  pine  voods, 
vere  no  von  vill  molest  me.  (Afi?  Gretche.v,  then  runs  up 

back.  At  that  moment  the  stage  coach  passes.  Rip  jumps  on.  W//Ar  Sol- 
diers ; they  level  their  guns  at  the  coach.  Gretchen  rushes  in  front  of 
them.  Katrina  makes  an  appealing  motion  to  Captain,  who,  in  response  to 
her  supplication,  knocks  up  the  barrels  of  the  guns.  Villagers  wave  their 
handkerchiefs  to  Rip  as  he  drives.  Gretchen  kisses  her  hand.  Picture 
and  Curtain.) 

END  OF  ACT  ONE. 

ACT  TWO. 

dlie  last  of  the  First  Act  repeated  in  the  Forest;  but  the  scene  is 
entirely  changed.  Rip  is  still  reclining  on  the  ground,  in  the  same 
attitude,  but  the  distance  shows  a richly  cultivated  country.  The  fields 
are  laden  with  the  new  harvest.  Where  formerly  woods,  weeds  and 
straggling  villages  were  seen,  now'  stand  grain-fields,  prosperous  town- 
lets  and  busy  factories.  Down  the  former  highway  which  led  to  the 
old  stage  coach  hut,  which  served  as  a sort  of  station  for  travelers,  is 
now  a macadamized  road,  and  in  place  of  the  hut  a palatial  building, 
alongside  of  which  run  the  bright  steel  rails  of  a prosperous  railway. 
The  building  bears  the  name  of  the  Michigan  Central  Railroad. 
Everything  surrounding  it  denotes  happiness  and  prosperity.  Rip’s 


TUP  i:ly  jvlyaup’s  dp  pa. it. 


liair  is  gray,  his  beard  long,  his  gun  rusty,  and  his  clothes  ragged. 

RIP.  {Speaking  in  his  sleep.)  Gretchen  ! Gretchen  ! mein  kind,  goot 
vife  Gretchen  ! I'm  homing,  love  ! Shoost  vait  till  I get  at  dot  vaga- 
bond, Derrick.  He  shan’t  dake  ourleedle  home  avay — not  while  I’m 
ahoud.  {Wakes,  with  emotion.)  Eh!  by  Shimini  ! Vatisdis.?  Vat  am 
I doing  here  } Vere  am  I .i*  In  de  voods,  by  Shimini  ! Shoost  von’t 
my  rib  pay  me  oud  for  dis,  though— shleeping  oud  all  night  in  de  cold  ! 
{Pises.)  Ho  ! how  shtiff  mein  back  und  mein  joints  vas  ! Oh  I 
mein  neck  ! {Puts  his  hand  to  his  neck.)  Oh,  mein  knee  ! Oh,  mein 
back  I Somebody’s  been  pounding  me,  or  else  I’ve  got  dose  rheu- 
matics. But  vat  am  I doing  here  t Ach  ! now  I remember.  It's  all 
on  account  of  dot  Derrick.  I took  de  shtage  vrom  Shleepy  Hollow 
lasht  night,  und  after  nearly  breaking  mein  neck  over  a nasty  road  for 
four  hours  und  a hafe,  I kome  in  here.  Ah,  but  I gave  dose  soldiers 
the  shlip  ! Vere ’s  mein  gun.?  {Looks  round.)  I left  it  here.  {Fmds 
a rusty  barrel.)  Veil,  I nefer  ! Some  thieves  vas  here  in  the  night 
und  carried  off  mein  fine  new  gun  und  left  dis  ding  in  its  blace.  Vot 
will  mein  darling  vife  say  to  this  .?  Well,  I guess  I’ll  go  down  de  road 
now,  und  dake  dergoach  back  to  Shleepy  Hollow.  I hate  de  journey, 
it  dakes  so  long,  und  it  nearly  breaks  efery  bone  in  mein  body  ; but 
dere’s  no  blace  like  home;  so  here  goes — red-goats  or  no  red-goats. 

{Exit. ) 

7 he  scene  changes  to  a splendid  depot  on  the  Michigan  Central 
Railroad,  wdiich  now  stands  on  the  site  of  the  old  hut  w’hich  once 
served  as  a resting-place  for  the  weary  stage-coach  travelers.  The 
station  is  a handsome  building  of  modern  style.  On  the  walls  hang 
elaborately  printed  time  cards,  setting  forth  the  many  and  undoubted 
advantages  which  are  to  be  gained  by  making  use  of  the  facilities 
offered  by  the  Michigan  Central  Railroad.  One  card  tells  of  five 
splendid  trains  which  run  daily  each  way  between  Chicago  and 


Detroit.  Another  card  describes  the  four  splendid  e.xpress  trains  running 
daily  each  way  between  Chicago,  Detroit,  Niagara  Falls  and  Buffalo. 
Still  another  speaks  of  the  fast  New  York  Express;  and  still  another, 
of  the  Atlantic  Exjrress,  which  makes  four  hours  quicker  time  to  New 
York  than  any  competing  line.  In  one  corner  hangs  a masterpiece  in 
oil,  representing  a view  of  Niagara  Falls  with  the  line  of  the  Michigan 
Central  Railroad  in  sight.  In  another  corner  a handsome  picture 
representing  the  interior  of  one  of  the  five  new  dining  palaces  which 
this  enterprising  line  has  just  added  to  its  already  magnificent  system. 
In  a neat  ticket  office  sits  a benevolent  gentleman  with  gray  hair,  and 
a heart  as  big  as  a barn  door.  He  is  assisted  in  his  j)hilanthropic 
occupation  of  selling  tickets  on  the  Michigan  Central  Railroad  by  a 
young  man  who,  if  Destiny  had  not  thrown  him  in  the  railroad  busi- 
ness, would  have  been  a Professor  of  Theology.  Walking  up  and  down 
the  newly-scrubbed  and  bright-looking  platform  are  two  or  three  well- 
dressed,  intelligent  gentlemen  in  buttons.  They  are  the  guardian 
spirits  of  the  depot.  Their  special  mission  in  life  is  to  see  that  every- 
body who  takes  the  Michigan  Central  Railroad  at  their  station  is  made 
comfortable  and  happy.  They  watch  with  a fatherly  eye  over  old 
ladies  and  their  baggage,  and  it  is  safe  to  say  that  they  haven’t  a single 
grand  thought  in  life  which  is  not  blended  with  the  Michigan  Central 
Railroad.  The  double  steel  track,  which  winds  its  way  far  out  in  the 
adjoining  country,  is  as  bright  as  if  it  had  just  been  polished  by  a 
thousand  busy  hands.  The  telegraph  wires,  whirring  with  the  wind, 
seem  to  give  out  a sweet  song  of  joy. 

Everything  surrounding  the  station  has  the  look  of  gladness  and 
prosperity.  Here  a thundering  factory,  alive  with  the  hum  of  its  huge 
machinery  and  happy  voices.  There  a foundry,  and  again  the  signs 
of  human  industry  and  prosperity  everywhere.  In  the  background  a 
thriving  city.  Far  out  in  the  country  cultivated  fields  laden  with  gath- 


RIP  J'AA^  W/AWZR’S  DREAM. 


ered  grain,  substantial  farm-houses  and  contented  men.  And  above 
it  all,  towering  on  the  top  of  the  depot  building  like  the  beacon  light 
of  Freedom,  a banner  with  the  magic  words — The  Michigan  Central 
Railroad. 

{Enter  Rip,  tottering,  assisting  himself  with  the  rusty  barrel.') 

RIP.  Vat  can  all  dis  mean  Am  I shdill  dreaming.^  Ven  I vent 
to  shleep  in  de  voods  lasht  night  deold  goach-house  shtood  here;  but 
it’s  here  no  more.  Dis  palace  is  new  to  me.  {Sees  card  on  the  wall 
describing  the  Atlantic  Express  of  the  Alichigan  Central  Railroad  to  New 
York  and  Boston.)  Hullo  ! vas  ishdis.?  Vat  ish  the  Michigan  Cen- 
tral Railroad.^  nefer  heard  of  dot  pefore  ; und  New  Yorick — vat 
blace  is  dot  t Nefer  heard  of  New  Yorick.  Dear  me  ! how  mein  bones 
do  ache  ! I vish  de  shtage-goach  would  kome  along,  und  shtart  me  off 
to  m\'  dear  leedle  vife.  one  of  the  amiable  attendants  in  brass  but- 

tons coming.)  Ah,  here  komes  some  fellow  mit  brass  buttons  all  over 
his  goat.  He  ain’t  von  of  dem  red-goats,  so  I vas  not  afraid  of  him. 
I’ll  ask  him.  (7’o  Agent.)  Say,  my  frent,  ven  does  der  next  goach  go 
b}- } 

AGENT.  {Politely.)  There  are  no  stage-coaches  running  in  this 
part  of  the  country  now,  sir. 

RIP.  {Aside.)  Sir!  Ain't  he  shoost  bolite  ! (T’o  Agent.)  Ach, 
you’re  shoaking  mit  me.  I kome  here  by  der  old  shtage-goach  lasht 
night  mit  Hans  Nicklaus,  de  driver. 

AGENT.  {Politely.)  I assure  you,  sir,  there  are  no  stage-coaches 
in  this  part  of  the  country.  Where  do  you  want  to  go  to  t 

RIP.  Veil,  I vant  to  go  to  Shleepy  Hollow. 

AGENT.  Oh,  you  mean  Detroit,  twenty  miles  from  here, 
down  the  line.  They  used  to  call  it  Sleepy  Hollow  twenty  years  ago, 
before  the  Michigan  Central  Railroad  was  built.  The  name  of  the 
place  has  been  changed  with  its  character.  We  don’t  run  the  Michi- 


gan Central  for  nothing.  Next  train  will  be  along  in  fifteen  minutes. 
Good  day,  sir. 

RIP.  {Rubbing  his  eyes.)  I moost  be  dreaming.  No  goach — no 
Shleepy  Hollow  ! Railroad  dhrains  ! Oh,  he’s  shoaking  mit  me. 
another  Agent  coming. ) Ah,  here’s  anoder  officier.  I’ll  shoost  ask  him. 
{Stops  Agent  No.  2.)  Can  you  toald  me,  Herr  Officier,  ven  de  next 
goach  goes  to  Shleepy  Hollow.? 

AGENT.  {In  surprise.)  Coach  ! Sleepy  Hollow  ! Why,  my 
dear  man,  there’s  no  coach,  and  we  don’t  call  it  Sleepy  Hollow.  The 
next  train  will  be  along  in  fifteen  minutes,  and  if  you  have  any  inten- 
tion of  taking  it,  you  had  better  hurry  up  and  get  a ticket. 

RIP.  {Shaking  his  head.)  Dey  moost  all  be  mad.  But  berhaps 
you  vill  toald  me  shoost  vat  a dhrain  vas .? 

AGENT.  {Laughing.)  A train!  Well,  I suppose  it  is  best  de- 
scribed on  this  road  as  a number  of  palaces  on  wheels,  drawn  by  a 
mighty  and  magnificent  monster,  known  as  an  engine.  The  engine 
is  propelled  by  steam. 

RIP.  Engine!  Shteam  ! Veil,  bless  mein  eyes  ! I vas  telling  leedle 
Hans  and  leedle  Menie  last  night,  dot  some  day  shteam  vood  do  von- 
derful  dings.  But  all  dis  seems  so  shtrange  to  me,  I don’t  know 
vat  I tinks  of  it.  {Bell  rings,  announcing  the  approach  of  a train,  and 
suddenly  the  depot  assumes  a bustling  apjearance.  Handsome  and  stylishly 
dressed  ladies  assemble  on  the  platform;  neatly  attired  and  evidently  well-to- 
do  merchants  join  the  crowd.  Rip  xcatches  it  all  with  a wondering  gaze. ) 
Mein  gracious  ! but  shoost  ain’t  it  funny  {I.ooking  at  the  tall  silk  hats.) 
Vat  kind  of  a dings  ish  dot  they’ve  got  on  der  heads  ! {The  whistle 
of  the  approaching  engine  is  heard;  then  a magnificent  train,  composed  of 
a couple  of  baggage  cars,  a smoker,  a dining  car,  two  day  coaches,  a parlor 
car  and  half  a dozen  sleepers  comes  thundering  into  the  depot.) 

AGENT.  All  aboard  for  the  East  ! (Rip  stares,  with  his  mouth 


RIP  VAy  W/yA'LFS  DREAM. 


and  eyes  open.  To  Rip.)  Now,  then,  sir,  if  you  are  going  to  De- 
troit. All  aboard.  Hurry  up;  we  have  no  time  to  lose.  (Rip 
climbs  the  step  of  the  car  in  a half  dazed  manner.  The  bell  rings, 
the  whistle  sounds,  and  this  xvonderful  result  of  the  genius  of  mankind  and 
the  progress  of  civilization  pulls  out  of  the  station.  Rip  raises  his  hands 
as  he  takes  in  the  surroundings.) 

RIP.  V^at  a shange  in  a single  night ! 


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one  of  the  splendid  palace  cars  for  which  the  Michigan  Central  Rail- 


road is  so  famous.  An  obsequious  colored  gentleman,  in  a gorgeous 
uniform,  stands  ready  to  obey  his  slightest  request,  but  to  him  he  gives 
but  a passing  glance.  His  wonderment  at  the  magnificent  panorama 
which  seems  to  fly  past  him  at  lightning  speed  is  shown  in  the  ex- 
jiression  of  his  face.  He  recognizes  from  time  to  time  familiar 
spots,  but  changed  as  all  else  around  him.  Everything  betokens  a 
new,  a mighty,  and  a prosperous  era;  the  hum  of  the  car  wheels  fly- 
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SECOND  VERSE. 

But  yesterday  I passed  this  way, 

'I'his  road  was  naught  but  pasture  green, 
Where  liamlets  were,  1 see  to-day 
'I'lie  busy  hum  of  worlds  ne’er  seen. 

Where  once  ran  the  peaceful  village  stream 
Now  roars  the  busy  clanking  mill; 

'I'he  people  who  once  did  naught  but  dream 
Are  bright  with  life — no  longer  still. 

My  wits  do  shake,  this  train  goes  so, 

I thouglit  I knew  just  what  I know’. 

The  day  has  come,  and  now  I'll  gaily  sing 
Tra  la  la  la,  la  la  la  la, 

The  day  has  come,  and  I am  on  the  wing, 

Tra  la  la  la,  la  la  la  la. 

THIRD  VERSE. 

I wonder  how'  these  things  began, 

This  w’ond’rous  change,  this  steam-road  train; 
I know  Tm  still  in  Mich-i-gan, 

But  yet  these  marvels  turn  my  brain. 

I'hey  call  the  Michigan  Central  Road 
This  steaming,  magic,  flying  thing, 

Laden  w'ith  a hajrpy  living  load, 

With  eyes  that  dance  and  hearts  that  sing. 

My  wits  do  shake,  this  train  goes  so, 

I thought  I knew  just  what  I know. 

A day  has  come,  and  now  I’ll  gaily  sing 
Tra  la  la  la,  la  la  la  la, 

'I'he  day  has  come,  and  I am  on  the  wing, 

Tra  la  lada,  la  la  la  la. 


HE’S  DREAM. 


FOURTH  VERSE. 

If  in  a night  this  thing  is  seen, 

'I’hese  cities  grown,  this  marv’lous  change. 

What  does  the  world  not  owe  to  steam. 

That  conquers  all  within  its  range } 

'1  he  IMichigan  Central  is  a boon 

To  man  and  beast,  aye  ! all  in  sight. 

But  w’ho  thought  it  could  be  done  so  soon — 

This  birth  of  all  things  in  a night .? 

My  head  does  swim,  the  train  goes  so, 

I thought  I knew  just  w’hat  I know. 

'I’he  day  has  come,  and  now  I’ll  gaily  sing 
Tra  la  la  la,  la  la  la  la, 

The  day  has  come,  and  I am  on  the  wing, 

Tra  la  la  la,  la  la  la  la. 

[Ai  close  of  song,  enteral  door  of  the  car.  Conductor,  who  approaches  Rip.) 
CONDUCTOR.  Ticket,  please,  sir. 

RIP.  Ticket  1 Vat  you  mean  } 

CONDUCTOR.  I mean  what  I say,  sir.  Where  are  you  going.? 
RIP.  Veil,  they  toald  me  to  get  on  dis  dhrain,  as  dey  call  it,  und 
it  vood  take  me  to  Shleepy  Hollow;  und  so  I got  on. 

CONDUCTOR.  {Laughing.)  Sleepy  Hollow  1 It’s  Detroit  you 
mean.  We  ll  be  there  in  five  minutes.  But  kindly  give  me  your 
ticket. 

RIP.  Ticket  1 Vat  for .? 

CONDUCTOR.  The  ticket  you  received  in  exchange  for  the 
money  which  entitles  you  to  ride  on  this  train. 

RIP.  I baid  no  money.  You  moosi  be  shoaking  mit  me. 
CONDUCTOR.  Then  you  will  have  to  pay  me. 


RIP  VAN  W/NRLE’S  DREAM. 


RIP.  Oh,  poot  it  on  de  shlade. 

CONDUCTOR.  Put  it  on  the  slate .?  What  do  you  mean  We 
l)Ut  nothing  on  the  slate  now-a-days.  I thought  that  expression  had 
died  out  with  the  income  of  civilization. 

RIP.  What  ! Doan’t  you  know  me  ? Doan’t  you  know  Rip  Van 
Winkle.? 

CONDUCTOR.  Well,  I certainly  have  heard  of  Rip  Van  Winkle. 
He  is  one  of  the  popular  traditions  of  this  part  of  the  country,  but  he 
has  been  dead  these  twenty  years.  But  here’s  Detroit,  and  as  you 
don’t  seem  to  have  any  money,  I suppose  it’s  no  use  arguing  any 
more  about  it.  {Here,  wUh  a shriek  of  Us  great  whistle,  the  iron  steed 
and  its  glorious  load  pulls  up  in  the  depot  of  the  prosperous  city  of  Detroit.) 


The  scene  changes  to  the  city  of  Detroit.  Here  are  seen  again  the 
miraculous  changes  which  are  noticeable  in  other  parts  of  the  country 
through  which  Rip  had  just  come,  and  through  which  runs  the  track 
of  the  ^Michigan  Central  Railroad.  From  a sleepy,  cosy  little  country 
village.  Sleepy  Hollow  has  developed  into  a thriving,  bustling,  busy 
town,  now  known  as  Detroit.  On  one  side  may  be  seen  the  hand- 
some buildings  of  the  Michigan  Central  Railroad.  In  the  distance  a 
fine  building,  which  declares  itself  as  the  Town  Hall.  Well  paved 
streets,  prosperous  and  tastefully  fitted  stores,  fine  hotels  and  any 
number  of  handsome  public  buildings.  The  present  scene  is  laid  on 
the  public  square,  where  the  first  act  is  supposed  to  have  taken  place. 
Where  stood  the  little  country  inn  of  Nick  Vedder,  now  stands  an 
imposing  building,  but  still  bearing  the  same  name.  Citizens,  with 
every  appearance  of  prosperity,  are  on  the  stage  as  the  curtain 
goes  up. 


{Enter  Knickerbocker,  no  longer  a country  Lumpkin,  hut  ncnx)  a p>ortly, 

well  fed  gentleman,  dressed  in  the  latest  style  of  Prince  Albert  coat  and 

silk  hat. ) 

KNICKERBOCKER.  Thank  heaven  I made  that  flying  trip  to 
New  York,  and  that  the  never-failing  Michigan  Central  line  brought 
me  back  in  safety  last  night.  Another  day,  and  I should  have  been 
too  late  for  the  election.  But  it  isn’t  quite  sure  yet.  Derrick  Van 
Slous  may  beat  me,  but  I doubt  it.  If  he  does  it  will  be  by  reason 
of  some  of  his  tarnation  tricks. 

{Enter  Katrina  and  other-  women,  dressed  as  ladies  of  quality.) 

KATRINA.  Well,  spouse,  and  how  goes  the  election?  Are  we 
to  be  the  winning  party  ? 

KNICKERBOCKER.  We!  Well,  I like  that.  I hope  you  under- 
stand that  when  / am  a member  of  Congress  there  will  be  no  petticoat 
government  for  me. 

{Enter  Menie  Van  Winkle,  dressed  in  the  very  height  of  fashion.) 

MENIE.  {Running  to  Katrina.)  Oh,  Katrina,  I am  so  glad  I have 
found  you.  Look  at  this  letter  I have  just  received.  It  is  from  Hans. 
I know  his  dear  handwriting;  but  my  heart  misgives  me,  and  I dare 
not  break  the  seal. 

KATRINA.  Come,  let  us  see  what  Hans  says.  It  is  now  nearly 
two  years  since  he  went  away,  poor  boy.  I shall  be  glad  to  hear  of 
his  good  tidings. 

KNICKERBOCKER.  Yes,  by  all  means  let  us  know. 

MENIE.  {Tremblingly  tears  the  letter  open  and  reads.)  My  Darling 
Menie.  {She  blushes.) 

KNICKERBOCKER.  Oh,  there’s  no  use  blushing  about  it,  Menie; 
you  are  his  dearest  Menie;  we  all  know  that,  and  so  do  you. 

MENIE  {Reads.)  Almost  by  the  time  this  reaches  you  I shall  be 


RTP  VAN  WINKLE’S  DREAM. 


with  you.  I sail  for  America  by  the  next  mail  steamer,  which  will  be 
due  in  New  York  almost  simullaneously  with  the  mail  that  carries  this 
letter.  I shall  take  the  first  train  from  New  York,  on  the  Michigan 
Central  Railroad,  and  appeal  in  all  my  rights  to  claim  the  girl  I love, 
and  to  whom  I plighted  my  troth  twenty  years  ago.  Twenty  years  ! 
L'o  you  remember  that  day,  darling,  when  Rip  Van  Winkle,  your  dear 
old  father,  patted  both  our  baby  heads  and  sang  his  words  of  love  and 
kindness  } That  day  he  climbed  in  the  old  stage  coach  for  the  pine 
forests,  from  which  he  has  never  returned.  Well,  he  said  that  times 
would  change,  and  so  they  have;  but  at  least  I have  heeded  his  advice, 
and  cherished  my  love  for  3 011.  1 can  only  pray  and  hope  that  } ou 

have  done  as  well  by  me.  God  bless  you  ! 

Your  loving  Hans. 

MENIE.  Oh,  Herr  Knickerbocker,  Katrina,  what  joy  1 Just  think 
of  it ! Hans  coming  home  at  once — perhaps  this  very  day  1 I don’t 
know  when  I have  felt  so  happy  before.  {^She  kisses  Katrina.)  I must 
go  and  tell  good,  kind  mother.  She  will  be  so  glad  of  my  joy. 

{Exil,  rwmvig.) 

KATRINA.  Well,  I hope  she  ma}'.  Poor  Gretchen  ! I am  pleased 
to  know  of  an)'thing  that  will  lighten  her  heavy  load  in-life.  I don’t 
believe  she  has  seen  a single  happy  day  since  the  hour  that  Rip  Van 
Winkle  disappeared.  That  strange  disappearance  of  twenty  years  ago 
still  remains  unsolved. 

KNICKERBOCKER.  And  to  think  that  this  very  day  is  the  anni- 
versary of  the  event.  Poor  Rip  ! he  was  a good  fellow,  with  all  his 
faults.  His  kind-hearted,  genial  ways  have  never  been  equaled  by 
any  one  since. 

KATRINA.  No,  indeed;  and  to  think  that  Gretchen  and  her  daugh- 
ter have  been  treated  so  shameful  by  that  contemptible  fellow.  Der- 
rick, ever  since.  He  turned  them  out  of  house  and  home  without  a 


stiver  to  their  names.  I don’t  believe  he  had  the  right  to  do  it;  for, 
you  know,  we  heard  Rip  say  to  Gretchen  the  day  he  left,  that  he  had 
then  in  his  possession  the  title  from  Derrick,  which  cleared  his  claim 
on  the  property.  But  then  Derrick  called  for  the  proofs,  and  as  there 
has  never  been  any  forthcoming,  of  course  there  was  no  defense  to  his 
claim,  and  so  they  lost  the  day. 

KNICKERBOCKER.  Well,  a day  will  come  when  it  will  all  be 
changed.  There’s  an  hour  of  reckoning  in  store  for  Master  Derrick 
yet,  you  may  depend  upon  it.  But  hullo  ! who  is  this  coming  this 
way  } I ought  to  know  his  figure. 

KATRINA.  {Looking.)  Why,  no  ! yet  it  must  be  ! It  is  Hans 
Van  Slous. 

{Enter  Hans,  who  goes  straight  tcni'ards  them. ) 

KNICKIvRBOCKER.  Hans,  my  dear  boy,  welcome  home  1 

{They  shake  hands.) 

KATRINA.  And  so  say  I;  right  welcome  home. 

HANS.  It  is  the  happiest  day  of  my  life.  How  glad  I am  to  see 
you.  But,  first  of  all,  tell  me  how  fares  my  darling  Menie  } 

KATRINA.  As  well  as  you  could  wish  her,  and  overwhelmed  with 
joy  at  the  prospect  of  3 our  return. 

HANS.  The  darling  girl  ! God  bless  her  true  heart  ! Then  she 
received  my  letter 

KNICKERBOCKER.  Not  half  an  hour  ago.  It  came  in  on  the 
last  mail.  You  have  followed  closely  on  its  heels,  as  you  predicted. 

HANS.  Yes,  I arrived  in  New  York  yesterday  morning,  and 
jumped  on  the  first  express, train  out  of  New  York,  via  the  Michigan 
Central  Railroad. 

KNICKERBOCKER.  By  the  Niagara  Falls  route,  eh?  Well, 
the  boy  shows  he  has  plenty  of  common  sense  left. 

HANS.  {Laughing.)  Yes;  I never  forsake  a good  thing.  My 


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RIP  VAN  WINKLE’S  DREAM. 


love  for  the  lUichigan  Central  is  as  strong  as  ever.  I am  one  of  those 
who  can  never  forget  the  boon  it  has  been  to  my  native  State. 

KNICKERBOCivER.  How  thoughtless  of  us,  to  be  sure,  to  keep 
you  talking  here  after  so  long  a journey.  You  must  be  tired,  and 
require  rest. 

H.\NS.  {Laughing.)  Tired  ! Rest ! Why,  I have  been  doing 
nothing  but  rest  since  I started;  and  as  for  sleep,  I have  had  enough 
to  last  me  a month.  You^eem'to  forget  the  beautiful  road  on  which 
I have  been  running.  The  very  motion  of  the  cars  over  the  track  is  a 
poetr}'  which  invites  a man  to  recline  in  the  arms  of  Morpheus.  The 
trip  to  me  has  been  one  of  recreation — not  fatigue.  If  I were  a doc- 
tor I think  I would  recommend  just  such  a trip  for  any  man  suffer- 
ing from  nervous  exhaustion. 

KATRINA.  Well,  conceding  all  you  say,  you  must  be  hungry; 
so  come  along,  and  we’ll  see  about  some  dinner. 

\\NS'$>.  {lAtughing.)  Hungry!  Dinner!  Must  I again  bringyou  back 
to  your  senses.^  Why,  I dined  only  an  hour  ago  on  the  train,  in  a car 
which  should  have  been  reserved  exclusively  for  the  use  of  a foreign 
prince.  I don’t  believe  I shall  be  ready  to  eat  another  dinner  for  a 
mcnth.  I think  the  meal  was  a feast  fit  for  the  gods.  Picture  to  your- 
self a coach  fitted  up  like  the  Chambre  de  Luxe  of  an  oriental  potentate. 
Tables  decked  with  snow-white  linen,  costly  ware  and  massive  silver. 
A cuisine,  the  like  of  which  I have  not  encountered  in  all  my  travels. 
A bill  of  fare  which  might  well  make  the  veriest  epicure  turn  greeA 
with  envy.  Waiters,  who  seemed  to  be  mixtures  of  ebony,  snowflake 
and  politeness,  and  who  moved  noiselessly  over  the  rich  Turkey  rugs, 
obedient  to  my  slightest  wish.  Wines,  tempered  to  a nicety,  and  iced 
to  perfection;  and  to  wind  it  all,  a cup  of  mocha  that  might  have 
turned  the  head  of  a Sultan  of  Turkey,  and  a conunercial  cigar  that 
Havana  must  have  exported" especially  to  win  my  palate.  Dinner! 


Don't  talk  to  me  about  dinner  again  until  you  see  me  starting  on  my 
wedding  trip,  on  my  way  to  Niagara  Ealls. 

KATRINA.  You  are  an  enthusiast. 

HANS.  Enthusiast  ! Not  a bit  of  it;  merely  an  appreciative  atom 
of  humanity.  I know  the  difference  between  good  and  bad,  that  is  all; 
and  I cannot  help  contrasting  the  things  that  are  with  the  things  that 
were.  Think  of  the  days  when  we  were  children,  and  this  place  was 
a wilderness  ! Look  at  it  now  ! Think  of  the  barren,  valueless  coun- 
try which  surrounded  us  twenty  years  ago,  and  then  think  of  it  as  I 
saw  it  to-day,  rich  in  its  new  life,  as  I whizzed  past  in  the  car.  Think 
of  the  old  break-down  coach  as  it  was  in  the  days  when  poor  Rip  Van 
Winkle  took  his  last  ride  from  Sleepy  Hollow,  and  then  think  of  the 
magnificent  railroad  system  of  to-day.  Is  not  that  enough  even  to 
excuse  a man  for  being  enthusiastic  ? But  speaking  of  Rip,  you  tell 
me  Alice  is  w^ell;  thank  heaven  for  that;  but  how  is  Gretchen.? 

KATRINA.  Poorly,  poor  woman.  Things  have  gone  wrong  with 
them  since  you  left,  and  all  on  account  of  that  lawyer  of  an  uncle  of 
yours.  He  has  insisted  on  what  he  calls  his  rights,  and  he  has  ousted 
them  from  the  farm. 

HANS.  {Angri/v.)  The  villain  ! I e.xpected  as  much;  but  I sup- 
pose he  goes  by  the  law',  and  there  is  not  much  use  fighting  that. 
They  shall  both  have  a home  w'ith  me,  though. 

KATRINA.  By  the  way,  Hans,  you  know'  the  election  for  Con- 
gressman for  this  district  takes  place  to-day,  and  my  man,  Knicker- 
bocker, here,  is  a candidate  for  office.  I suppose  we  may  count  on 
your  vote.? 

HANS.  Who  is  running  against  you,  Knickerbocker.? 

KNICKERBOCKER.  Your  uncle.  Derrick  Von  Slous. 

HANS.  {Holding  out  his  hand.')  Then  my  vote  goes  for  you.  But 
come.  I’m  burning  w'ith  impatience  to  embrace  my  darling  Alice. 


RIP  VAN  WINKLE'S  DREAM. 


Wliile  a dinner  on  the  Michigan  Central  Railroad  is  a capital  thing  to 
satisfy  an  appetite,  it  has  not  much  effect  in  quenching  love.  So 
come  along. 

KNICKERBOCKER.  All  right;  and  we  11  take  occasion  to  deposit 
your  vote  for  me  at  the  same  time.  i^All  exit,  laughing ; slmv  music, 
and  alter  Rip.  He  looks  around  him  in  a dazed  ivay.  ] 

RIP.  Shurely  dis  is  der  old  blace,  but  how  shanged  ! Dere  is  de 
old  village  veil,  und  dere  is  de  blace  vere  Nick  Vedder’s  blace  should 
be;  but  it  ain  t Nick  Vedder’s  blace.  {Goes  and  reads  sign.)  Nick 
Vedder!  Veil,  I moost  be  crazy!  {Calls.)  Nick  Vedder!  Nick 
Vedder  ! 

{Enter  Nick  Vedder,  Junior.) 

VEDDER.  W ho  s that  shouting  out  my  name  in  that  unseemly 
manner  in  the  public  street.?  {To  Rip.)  Oh,  it’s  you,  is  it .?  What 
do  you  want,  old  man  .? 

RIP.  {Laughing.)  Old  man  I Veil,  dot's  purty  goot.  Veil,  I 
doan’t  vant  you,  und  dot’s  a fact.  I vas  calling  for  Nick  Vedder. 

VEDDER.  Well,  that's  my  name;  and  1 guess  I’m  about  the 
only  Nick  Vedder  in  these  parts. 

RIP.  Ish  dot  so  .?  Veil,  dot’s  purty  goot  again.  Veil,  doan’t  you 
know  me .? 

VEDDER.  No,  sir ; I can’t  say  that  I ever  had  the  pleasure  of 
seeing  you  before. 

RIP.  Vat,  doan’t  you  know  Rip  Van  Winkle .? 

VEDDER.  Well,  I have  heard  of  Rip  Van  Winkle. 

RIP.  Veil,  I’m  Rip  Van  Winkle. 

VI'.DDER.  {Laughing.)  Why,  you  are  crazy,  old  man.  Rip 
Van  Winkle  has  been  dead  these  twenty  years. 

RIP.  Oh,  you’re  shoaking  mit  me.  I’m  Rip  Van  Winkle.  I vent 


up  in  de  voods  by  de  old  shtage-goach  lasht  night,  und  I shlept  oud 
all  night,  und  I’ve  got  de  rheumatics,  so  let  me  have  a trink. 

I VEDDER.  All  right.  {Aside!)  He’s  a poor  crazy  vagrant.  I 
suppose  it’s  just  as  well  to  humor  him.  {Exit  in  house.) 

I RIP.  Veil,  I nefer  ! I really  links  I moost  be  going  oud  of  mein 
: head. 

{Enter  Vedder  with  drink.  Rip  drinks.  Vedder  holds  out  his  hand 
for  his  pay;  Rip  shakes  it.) 

RIP.  Dat  vas  goot.  Dat  vas  goot. 

VEDDER.  Well,  I’m  glad  you  liked  it;  but  if  it’s  just  as  conveni- 
ent to  you.  I’d  like  the  money  for  it. 

! RIP.  Oh,  pool  it  on  de  shlade. 

I VEDDklR.  Well,  we  don’t  give  any  trust  here.  I thought  that 
j custom  and  the  expression  died  with  my  poor  father. 

I RIP.  Your  fader  ! Who  vas  your  fader,  poy  .? 

I VEDDER.  My  father,  why,  Nick  Vedder,  of  course.  He  died 

I fifteen  years  ago. 

RIP.  More  shoaking  mit  me,  eh.?  Veil,  I subbose  it  amuses  you. 
i But  do  you  know  mein  frau,  Gretchen .?  She  lives  in  dot  leedle  house 
back  of  de  hill. 

, \ EDDER.  I know  Frau  Van  Winkle,  if  that’s  who  you  refer  to. 

j She  doesn’t  live  back  of  the  hill,  for  all  that  locality  is  turned 
into  a public  park  now.  She  is  stopping  with  some  friends  on  W’ood- 
ward  Avenue.  {Enters  house  and  shuts  door.) 

RIP.  Bublick  park  ! Vas  fur  a ding  is  dot .?  Woodward  Avenue  ! 
Veil,  eferybody’s  gone  crazy  mit  his  prains,  and  dot’s  a fact  vat  is  a 
fact,  und  I’m- gone  mad  mit  ’em.  Veil,  here’s  de  old  veil,  anyhow, 
und  I’ll  shoost  vash  mein  face  und  make  meinself  look  neat,  and 
den  go  und  find  mein  Gretchen.  {Exit 'Rw,  tothring.) 


RIP  VAN  WINKLE’S  DREAM. 


{Enter  Hans  and  Menie  together.) 

HANS.  And  so,  darling,  we  are  together  once  more,  never  to  be 
parted  again. 

MENHb  Ah,  Hans,  my  cup  of  happiness  is  nearly  complete. 

HANS.  Nearly,  darling;  should  it  not  be  quite  so? 

MENIE.  It  is  so,  Hans,  as  far  as  you  and  your  love  can  make  it — 
but  my  poor  mother. 

HANS.  Yes. 

MENIE.  Her  misery  makes  mine.  You  know  the  trouble  your 
uncle  has  brought  upon  us.  And  then  again,  to-day  is  the  anniver- 
sary of  my  poor  father’s  disappearance. 

HANS.  How  well  I remember  the  day  he  left,  to  return  no  more. 

MENIE.  Y^es,  Hans,  you  and  I were  little  children  then;  but  do 
you  remember  how,  on  this  very  spot,  he  took  us  both  by  the  hand 
and  sang  his  words  of  love  and  prophecy  of  the  future  ? 

HANS.  His  words  ring  in  my  ears  now;  and  how  true  were  his 
predictioris  ! You  remember  he  foretold  of  a future  state  of  things 
which  would  come  through  the  mighty  influence  of  steam.  He  told 
of  things  which  have  since  come  to  pass,  of  new  life  in  the  world,  of 
progress,  civilization,  culture,  prosperity  and  contentment.  Riches 
would  come  to  his  loved  State  of  Michigan  by  that  same  influence. 
And  has  it  not  all  come  to  pass  as  he  predicted  ? And  has  not  the 
Michigan  Central  Railroad  been  the  instrument  which  carried  truth 
to  his  words  ? 

MENIE.  It  has,  Hans.  You  remember,  also,  that  he  told  us  to 
cherish  our  love;  and  I think  that,  could  he  see  us  now,  he  would  be 
happy  indeed  to  know  that  we  had  kept  our  promise. 

{Enter  Rip  at  back,  followed  by  bootblacks,  runners  and  urchins,  who  hoot  at 
and  make  fun  of  him.  Hans  rushes  up  to  protat  him.) 


HANS.  Off,  you  vagabonds  ! have  you  no  sense  of  decency  about 
you  ? What  has  he  done  to  you  ? 

BOOTBLACK.  {Looking  down,  ashamed.)  Nothing;  only  he  is  a 
crazy  man,  and  he  says  his  name  is  Rip  Van  Winkle. 

MENIE  and  HANS.  {Start.)  Rip  Van  Winkle  ! 

RIP.  Yaw,  Rip  Van  Winkle;  I vas  Rip  Van  Winkle  ven  I vas 
born,  und  I vas  Rip  Van  Winkle  ven  I vent  in  de  voods  lasht  night, 
und  if  you  hae  a fine  town  und  a fine  railroad  now,  I vas  shtill  Rip 
Van  Winkle  to-day. 

HANS.  {Pityingly.)  Poor  old  man,  he  is  indeed  crazy!  {To 
Alice.)  Still  we  must  humor  him.  {To  Rip.)  But  if  you  are  Rip 
Van  Winkle,  surely  you  would  know  your  own  child,  wouldn’t  you  ? 

RIP.  Vat,  mein  leedle  Menie— mein  shveet  leedle  golden-haired 
Menie  ! 

MENIE.  {Starts,  and  speaks  gently  to  him.)  Well,  do  you  know 
me  ? I am  Menie  Van  Winkle. 

RIP.  {Turns  and  looks  at  Menie,  then  starts  violently. ) Vy,  you  look 
like  mein  Gretchen,  mein  loved  frau.  She  vas  your  mutter.  Menie  ! 
Menie  ! doan’t  you  know  your  fader  ? (Menie  recoils). 

HANS.  If  you  are  Rip  Van  Winkle,  have  you  nothing  by  which 
you  can  make  us  recognize  you  ? 

RIP.  {Shakes  his  head  mournfully.)  No,  nodings.  If  you  doan’t 
know  me,  dere  is  nodings  I have  that  vood  make  you  know  me. 
{Thinks.)  Shtop  ! If  you  are  mein  leedle  Menie,  doan’t  you  remember 
dot  song  I sang  you  lasht  night,  before  I vent  in  de  woods  ? 

HANS  and  MENIEk  {Eagerly.)  Yes,  yes. 

RIP.  {Tries  to  remember.)  No,  no;  it’s  no  use.  Mein  poor  head  ! 
how  it  does  schvim  ! Ah,  yaw,  I remember  now.  {Sings.  These  lit- 
tle heads,  etc.  Business. ) 


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RIP  VAA  WINKLE'S  DREAM. 


MENIE.  It  is  indeed  my  dear  father!  Oh,  Hans,  what  will 
mother  say  ? 

HANS.  Dear  Rip,  how  glad  I am  to  see  you  ! 

RIP.  Veil,  you  two  have  grown  purty  veil  since  lasht  night,  enny 
vay.  But  Grctchen;  vat  vas  all  dis?  I must  see  mein  Gretchen. 

KNICKERBOCKER.  {Enkr,  running.)  Victory!  victory!  The 
day  is  mine  ! I’ve  beaten  Derrick  Von  Slous,  and  I’m  your  newly 
elected  member  to  Congress  ! Give  me  joy  ! 

RIP.  Vat,  Knickerbocker,  doan’t  you  know  me.?  Doan’t you  know 
your  old  Trent  Rip .? 

KNICKERBOCKER.  {Looks  at  him  and  shakes  his  head.)  Poor 
man,  he’s  crazy. 

MENIE.  Not  in  the  least;  this  is  my  dear  father,  as  surely  as  the 
sun  shines  for  us  all. 

KNICKERBOCKER.  Impossible. 

RIP.  Und  vy  impossible.?  Doan’t  I know  you  .?  but  how  you  vas 
shanged  ! Lasht  night,  ven  I vent  in  de  voods,  you  vas  a nice  com- 
fortable old  burgomeister;  no  vat  you  say,  you  vas  a membrance  of 
Congress.  Veil,  I doan’t  know  vat  dat  vas,  but  I nefer  .saw  a dings 
like  dot  bn  enny  man’s  head  {pointing  to  silk  hat)  pefore  dis  morning, 
und  dot  ish  a fact  vat  is  a fact. 

{Enter  Gretchen.) 

GRETCHEN.  Oh,  Menie,  what  news ! Herr  Knickerbocker,  let 
me  be  the  very  first  to  congratulate  you  on  your  victory  over  that 
horrible  wretch.  Derrick  Von  Slous.  I know  Hans  will  not  mind  my 
words.  (Hans  shakes  his  head.) 

MENIE.  {Goes  to  Gretchen.)  Mother,  can  you  prepare  yourself 
for  a joy  so  intense  that  it  nearly  bereft  me  of  reason  .? 

GRE  rCHEN.  {Fondly  patting  her  on  the  head.)  What,  your  mar- 
riage, little  one  ? 


MENIE.  No,  mother,  not  that.  Don’t  you  know  who  this  is-^ 
{Points  lo  Rip.  She  shakes  her  head. ) 

RIP.  Gretchen,  doan’t  you  know  me  ? Doan’t  you  know  your 
dear  Rip.?  (Gretchen  looks  at  him  as  if  she  considered  him  crazy.  ) 
Oh,  but  Gretchen,  how  you  vas  shanged  since  lasht  night.  How  fat 
you  vas  grown,  and  vat  fine  clothes  you  have. 

GRETCHEN.  The  man  is  an  impostor,  a maniac.  My  husband, 
sir,  has  been  dead  these  twenty  years  ! 

RIP.  Veil,  dot’s  a fact  vat  ain’t  a fact,  und  shoost  you  poot  it  on 
de  shlade.  (Gretchen  starts.)  I ain’t  been  dead  at  all,  only  shleep- 
ing  in  de  voods. 

MENIE.  {Goes  to  Rip.  Aside.)  Sing  one  of  the  old  songs  she 
loved  so  well;  I will  join  you  in  it;  she  will  recognize  you  then  fast 
enough.  (Rip  nods,  and  sings  another  verse  of  “ These  little  heads  now 
golden.  ”) 

RIP.  But  all  dot  vas  shanged  now,  und  all  mein  love  for  gun  and 
canoe  vas  turned  to  higher  dings. 

GRETCHEN.  {Recognizing  him.)  Rip  ! Rip  ! Home  to  my 
heart  at  last  ! Menie,  this  is  indeed  a happy  reward  for  all  my 
trouble. 

KNICKERBOCKER.  Rip,  you  are  welcome.  I know  you  are 
Rip  now.  Come,  your  hand,  man,  and  God  bless  you  ! But  where 
have  you  been  all  this  while  .? 

RIP.  All  dis  vile .?  Vy,  I’ve  been  in  de  voods.  Ven  I left 
here  lasht  night,  und  all  vas  changed.  I voke  up  di^  morning  mit  de 
rheumatics,  vorse  as  nodings,  und  de  vorld  seems  downside  up. 
Veil,  den  I gives  it  up,  but  I dank  Heaven  dot 

“ Though  men  may  die,  and  flowers  decay. 

Love  is  young  for  aye  and  aye.” 

{He puts  an  arm  round  Menie  and  Gretchen.) 


RIP  lUA-  WLY/ILF’S  DREAM. 


{Enter  Derrick  Von  Slous.) 

DERRICK.  {Furious.)  Herr  Knickerbocker,  there  has  been 
some  trickery  about  this  business,  and  I give  you  fair  warning  that  I 
shall  resort  to  every  known  legal  method  to  contest  your  election  ! 

KNICKERBOCKER.  Contest  anything  you  please.  {Snaps  his 
fingers. ) 

DERRICK.  And  as  for  you,  sir,  I understand  that  you  cast  your 
vote  against  me;  and  that,  further,  it  is  your  avowed  intention  to  marry 
that  beggar’s  brat  there  (Hans  r/rirA),  Rip  Van  Winkle’s  daughter, 
lake  warning,  sir,  that,  as  surely  as  you  do,  I will  leave  every  shilling 
of  my  money  away  from  you. 

GRETCHEN.  And  if  she  is  a beggar’s  daughter,  who  made  her 
so  but  you  Who  turned  her  mother  out  on  the  world,  without  a 
roof  to  her  head.?  Who  deprived  her  of  property  which,  since  the 
railroad  came  into  the  town,  has  risen  three  hundred  times  in  value  ? 
You  ! And  yet  you  are  ready  to  taunt  her  with  her  povertv.  (Rip 
/is tens  attentively.) 

DERRICK.  Tut,  tut,  woman,  I came  by  the  property  honestly 
and  fairly. 

RIP.  {Rushes forward.)  You  lie  ! {Business.) 

DERRICK.  Eh  ! Who  is  this  madman  ? 

RIP.  No  madman.  Derrick  Von  Slous,  but  Rip  Van  Winkle  ! 

DERRICK.  {Starts.)  Rip  Van  Winkle  ! {Recovers  himself.)  Rub- 
bish ! Rip  \ an  W inkle  has  been  dead  these  twenty  years. 

RIP.  Not  mooch.  Did  I not  see  you  on  dis  very  blace  lasht .?  Ah, 
doan  t say  you  doan  t know  me;  und  did  I not  pay  you  de  money  for 
to  clear  mein  title  to  de  broberty  .?  und  did  you  not  declare  de  money 
vas  false,  eh .? 

DERRICK.  {Aside.)  Perdition!  If  this  should  be  Rip  Van  W'in- 
kle  returned,  I am  indeed  a lost  man. 


RIP.  Und  did  you  not  gif  me  de  baper  vich  cleared  mein  title,  eh  ? 

DERRICK.  Never  — 

RIP.  You  lie  ! 

MENIE.  Hush,  father,  don’t  quarrel  with  him;  he  is  a bad  man. 

GRETCHEN.  But  if  he  gave  you  the  paper  you  speak  of.  Rip, 
what  did  you  do  with  it .? 

RIP.  Do  mit  it!  {Business.)  Vy,  I vas  got  it  in  mein  bocket. 
Here  it  vas  ! {Takes  it  out  and  shows  it. ) 

KNICKERBOCKER.  True,  by  Jimini  ! I know  Derrick  Von 
Slous’  signature  among  a thousand. 

DERRICK.  I am  undone  ! There  is  safety  only  in  flight ! 

{Exit.) 

KNICKERBOCKER.  Ah,  the  wretch  has  made  himself  off. 
Never  mind,  good  people,  I will  see  you  reinstated  in  your  rights,  and 
that  quickly  enough.  WTy,  Rip,  you  come  back  a rich  man.  The 
little  lot  of  land  you  owned  before  you  went  away  has  risen  in  value 
at  least  a hundred  times.  It  has  gone  with  the  times,  Rip;  the  income 
of  the  IMichigan  Central  Railroad  has  wrought  miracles  in  every 
direction. 

RIP.  So  I see.  Und  so,  little  vons,  you  remembered  mein  vords, 
eh.?  und  you  haveshtuck  to  von  anoder  ! Veil,  und  ven  does  it  took 
blace .? 

HANS.  Our  plans  are  all  matured,  and  to-morrow  Alice  becomes 
my  wife. 

RIP.  All  right;  und  ve  all  goon  an  excursion  togedderto  vat  you 
call  ’em,  Niagara  Falls. 

MENIE.  Oh,  how  capital  that  will  be. 

HANS.  Agreed;  I’ll  get  the  tickets  this  very  day,  and  we’ll  make 
up  a party  to  visit  the  Falls.  Think  of  the  treat  in  store  for  you  all  1 


RIP  VAN  WINKLE'S  DREAM. 


The  very  journey  itself  is  something  that  is  in  itself  a reward  for  living 
in  this  century. 

RIP.  {Takes  off  his  hat;  gathers  them  around  him.)  Veil,  I’m  glad 
to  be  mit  you  vonce  more;  more  glad  as  never  vas.  I’ve  shvore  off, 
you  know;  I only  trinks  on  peezness,  und  dis  is  peezness.  Rome, 
Vedder,  give  me  a cup.  {They  give  him  a glass  of  unne.)  No,  no;  no  more 
vine.  Gif  me  ein  glass  of  Nature’s  vine.  {They  give  him  a glass  of 


water.)  Und  now  let  me  trink  to  you  all.  Here’s  to  your  goot 
health,  und  your  family’s  goot  health,  und  everbody’s  goot  health, 
und  the  Michigan  Central’s  goot  health,  und  may  you  all  live  long  und 
brosper.  Und  let  us  all  join  in  thanking  Heaven — 

MENIE.  {Whispers.)  And  the  INIichigan  Central  Railroad — 
RIP.  Und  de  Michigan  Central  Railroad,  for  the  blessings  vich 
have  been  showered  down  upon  our  loved  country. 


Curtain. 


J^eadliuj  nettle  JSTewspajjer  Itl ^nheticct. 

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RECOGNIZING  THE  NECESSITY  OF  HAVING  WATCHES  THAT  C0NF0R3I  TO  THE  NEW 
SYSTEM  OF  INDICATING  TIME,  ADOPTED  BY  SO  3IE  OF  THE  RAILROADS,  OF  CO  UA' TING 
THE  HOURS  FRO 31  ONE  TO  TWENTY-FOUR  CONSECUTIVELY,  THE 

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DIALS  CAN  ALSO  BE  SUBSTITUTED  FOR  THOSE  NOW  IN  USE  AT  A VERY  S3IALL  EXPENSE. 


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The  TTew  “TTTJJSTWOOT)”  Tcittern. 


DECORATED  ON  IVORY  BODY,  IN  TWO  COLORS  OF  DECORATION— A DARK  BROWN  OR  A PENCIL  BLACK. 


THE  ABOVE  CUT  SHOWS  A PLATE,  TEA  CUP  AND  SAUCER  AND  COVERED  VEGETABLE  DISH. 


We  have  this  Pattern,  Either  Color,  in  the  following  Sets: 
KENWOOD  DINNER  SET.  150  Pieces. 


Price  of  Set.  $25.00. 


1  Soup  Tureen,  Complete. 
(Jravy  Tureen,  Complete. 

1 Sauce  Boat  and  Stand. 

2 Pickles. 

2 Oval  Deep  Dishes. 

1 Oval  Covered  Dish. 

1 Square  Covered  Dish. 

1 Covered  Butter. 

3 Meat  Dishes,  16, 14  and  10  in. 
12  Dinner  Plates. 

12  Breakfast  Plates. 


12  Tea  Phates. 

12  Soup  Plates. 

1 Bowl. 

2 Cake  Plates. 

12  Te;i  Cups  and  Saucers. 
12  Coffee  Cups  and  Saucers 
12  Preserves. 

12  Individual  Butters. 

1 Sugar  Bowl. 

1 Creamer. 


KENWOOD  SUPPER  SET.  95  Pieces. 


Price  of  Set.  $16.50. 


1 Sauce  Boat  iind  Stand. 

2 Pickles. 

2 Oval  Deep  Dishes. 

1 Oval  Covered  Dish. 

1 Square  Covered  Dish. 

1 Covered  Butter. 

2 Meat  Dishes. 

12  Breakfa.st  Plates. 

12  Tea  Plates. 


1 Bowl. 

2 Cake  Plates. 

12  Tea  Cups  and  Saucers. 
12  Preserves. 

2 Individual  Butters. 

1 Sugiir  Bowl. 

1 Creamer. 

1 Tea  Pot. 


KENWOOD  TEA  SET.  56  Pieces. 


1 Sugar  Bowl. 
1 Tea  Pot. 

1 Creamer. 

12  Tea  Plates. 


Price  of  Set,  $7.00. 

12  Sauce  Plates. 

12  Tea  Cups  and  Saucers. 

1 Bowl. 

2 Cake  Plates. 


The  aboue  sets  securely  packed  and  delivered  at  any  depot  In  Chicago,  free  of 
expense  to  the  purchaser. 


SE3ST3D  -S-OTTH  ORDEHS  E-X"  3N,a;-A.IXi  TO 

WABASH  AVENUE,  COR.  WASHINGTON  STREET,  CHICAGO,  ILL. 

Irnj)oi±(n\^  Cr^oclunnj,  Chiita,  i T^(iinp  (Joods. 


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ST.  LOUIS,  CHICAGO  and  BOSTON 


Passengers  Purchasing  Tickets  via  this  Popular  Route  will  make 

4 HOURS  QUICKER  TIME-4 

THAN  BY  ITS  STRONGEST  COMPETITOR. 


J.  li.  WA.TSOTV,  G.  I».  .A., 

B0ST03ST,  DVE-A-SS. 


W.  W.  WILCOX, 


MANUFACTURER  OF 


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BADGES,  DATING  STAMPS, 

Ticket  Punches,  Notarial  Seals,  Wax  Seals, 

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PATENTEE  AND  MANUFACTURER  OF  WILCOX’S  PATENT  CARD  CHECKS. 


The  Best  Ticket  Punch  in  the  market,  warranted,  S24.00  per  doz.  Also,  Employe’s  Time 
Checks,  Key  Checks,  Pool  Checks,  Jewelers’  Checks,  Dog  License  Checks,  etc. 

Door  Plates,  Pew  Plates,  Carriage  and  Machinery  Plates,  Rubber 
Stamps,  Steel  Stamps,  Burning  Brands,  Stencils,  etc. 


SEINrE>  HOEt  C-A-T-<a.XjO<3-TJE. 


131  and  133  LAKE  STREET, 
CI3:iC.A^GI-0. 


Haverly  Theatre 

COHnSTEE,  OIF 


MONROE  and  DEARBORN  STREETS 


ch:zc^C3-o,  ill. 


CHAS.  H.  McConnell, lessee 

WILLIAM  J.  DAVIS, MANAGER 


THIE  L.A.E,GrEST  .A.3STX5 


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Each  Production  presented  with  an  attention 
to  Detail  and  Scenic  Mounting  unequaled 
west  of  New  York. 


PERFORMANCE  EVERY  EVENING  AT  EIGHT 

WEDNESDAY  AND  SATUEDAY  MATINEES  AT  TWO. 


IRe~m  e3jg-t3ej:~  Xjocation, 

COR.  MONROE  AND  DEARBORN  STS. 


ONE  SQUARE  WEST  OF  THE  PALMER  HOUSE, 


THE  CLIFTON  HOUSE 

NIAGARA  FALLS, 

Is  so  situated  on  the  bank  of  the  river  that  from  its  windows  and 
balconies  a comprehensive  view  of  the  Great  Cataract  may 
be  had.  The  view  at  night  of  the 

AMERICAN  FALLS  ILLUMINED 

BY  THE 

LIO-HIT, 

The  varied  hues  of  the  falling  waters,  and  the  strange  play  of  ligth 
of  many  colors  upon  the  ever-rising  foam  is  grand  beyond  de- 
scription. From  no  other  first-class  Hotel  at  Niagara  can 
a view  of  the  Falls  and  Electric  Illumination  be  had. 

ITIS  SEEN  0NLYFR0M“THE  CLIFTON.” 


The  Cuisine  and  Service  will  be  carefully  maintained  at  the  highest 
excellence. 

Rooms  with  Baths  attached  may  be  had  en  suite. 

Omnibus  Fare  same  as  to  and  from  other  Hotels  at  Niagara. 

OPEN  FROM  MAY  TO  NOVEMBER. 

Address 

G.  M.  COLBURN,  Proprietor, 

NIAGARA  FALLS,  N.  Y. 


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DETROIT,  BUFFALO 
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Pop  0atalopues,  -information,  etc,,  apply  to 


MS  BROTHERS, 

97  Fifth  Avenue, 


HAiis  4 wiiimy  ffl,, 

182  and  184  Wabash  Ave., 


NEW  YORK. 


CHICAGO. 


CARY,  OGDEN  & PARKER, 


Color  Makers 

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Coach  and  Car  Colors 


PARKER'S  CEMENT  PAINT. 


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Xhe  J.  M.  'vy'.  JOISTES 

stationery  and  Printing  Co. 

COR.  DEARBORN  AND  MONROE  STS.,  CHICAOO, 

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CONSECUTIVELY  NUMBERED  RAILROAD  TICKETS. 

Blank  Books  and  Railroad  Blanks  of  Every  Description  Made  to  Order. 
LITHOG^RAr*HET>  DRAFTS,  OHECIvS,  BOlVDS,  ETC. 

IDeaXe^r's  ±n- 

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Coupon  and  Local  Ticket  Cases,  Dating  Stamps,  Rubber  Stainps, 

Conductors’  Puncbes,  Car  Seal  Puncbes,  I.,  B C.  2 C and  Punches. 

BRASS  BAGGAGE  CHECKS, XYELETTING  MACHINES  SEAL  COPYING 

PRESSES,  HAT  BADGES,  FOLDER  BOXES,  TARIPP  1 ORTFOLIOS, 

AND 

PASSEIVCiER  AIVD  TICKET  SUPPLIES  IN  GEIVEKAE. 

The  J.  M.W.  JONES  STAtIONERYs  PRINTING  CO. 

16?,  169  and  1?1  Dearborn  Street, 
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CHICAGO  AND  DUBUQUE,  CEDAR  FALLS,  WATERLOO  AND  SIOUX  CITY. 


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22  24.  W.  LAKE  ST, 

CHICAGO. 


178  '/2  WATER  ST. 
NEW  YORK. 


N.  & A.  Middleton  & Co. 


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MANUFACTURERS  OF 


Car  Springs, 


142  DEARBORN  STREET, 

CHICAGO,  ILL. 


Tlie  most  SIMPLE,  ECONOMI- 
CAL and  EFFECTIVE  device  of 
its  kind  in  use. 

It  cannot  be  detaclied  from  the 
ibox  ; is  not  liable  to  be  broken  by 
tlie  rcnigh  usage  box  lids  are  sub- 
jected to ; will  close  from  the  jar 
of  the  train  if  left  oi)en  ; is  all 
made  of  cast  iron,  and  re<juires 
NO  FITTING  after  it  leaves  tlie 
foundry. 

The  best  endorsement  of  “Tlie 
Hewitt  Box  Lid  ” is  the  large  num- 
ber of  them  now  in  use,  and  we 
especially  refer  to  those  Railroad  Coni])anies  who  have  had  it  LONGEST 
IN  USE  as  to  its  merits. 

Reasonable  terms  made  for  royalty  per  car,  or  for  license  covering  the 
right  to  use  on  entire  car  ecpiiimient. 

THE  HEWITT  BOX  UD  COMPANY, 

1 42  Dearborn  Street,  CX3:iC-A.G!-0. 


“The  Niagara  Falls  Route.” 


The  Great  Highway  of  East  and  West  Travel. 


MICHIGAN  CENTRAL  has  become  the  deservedly  favorite  route  between  the 
((•  ) cities  and  Summer  resorts  of  the  East  and  West,  being  the  only  route 

' — ^ under  a single  management  between  Chicago,  Niagara  Falls  and  Buffalo,  and 
offering  to  the  traveling  public  the  many  great  advantages  resulting  from  that  fact. 
Whether  one  travels  East  or  travels  West,  he  finds  that  the  Michigan  Central  has  spared  no 
pains  nor  expense  to  make  his  journey  as  rapid,  safe,  comfortable  and  pleasant  as  possible. 

He  finds  not  one  only,  but  many,  daily  Fast  Express  trains,  made  up  of  new  and  sumptuous 
Parlor,  Dining  and  Sleeping  Coaches,  replete  with  every  convenience  that  money  can  provide 
and  ingenuity  devise.  These  trains  are  veritable  first-class  hotels  upon  wheels,  in  which  the 


passenger  can  eat,  drink,  smoke,  sleep,  lounge 
and  take  comfort  as  in  his  own  inn.  And  the 
traveler  is  sure  of  quick  time  and  close  connec- 
tion at  junction  points. 

The  title  of  “The  Niagara  Falls  Route” 
belongs  peculiarly  and  especially  to  the  Michigan 
Central,  for  it  is  the  only  route  running  trains 
directly  to  the  Great  Cataract  itself.  Its  trains 
halt  at  Falls  View  Station,  almost  at  the  very 
brink  of  the  down-pouring  flood,  where  the  view 
is  finer  than  is  obtainable  from  any  other  point. 
From  this  point,  the  trains  follow  the  course  of 
the  river  to  the  great  Cantilever  Bridge,  which  is 
a marvelous  triumph  of  engineering  science.’  It  is 


Michigan 

Central 


constructed  of  steel,  with  a double  track,  and  stood  the  severest  test  upon  its  completion.  It  is  the  first  bridge  ever  built  upon  its  peculiar 
principle,  and  is  probably  the  safest,  as  it  is  one  of  the  most  elegant,  in  the  world.  Crossing  this  grand  structure,  two  hundred  and  fifty  feet 
above  “the  angriest  bit  of  water  in  the  world,”  the  traveler  sees  again  the  great  Falls,  the  dark  river  gorge,  and  the  rushing  Whirlpool  Rapids. 
The  route  to  Buffalo  follows  the  river  bank  for  miles,  affording  varied  and  delightful  pictures  of  the  emerald  flood,  the  foam-crested  Rapids,  the 
Falls,  the  leafy  islands  and  peaceful  Canada  shore,  while  the  thunders  of  the  great  Cataract  sink  with  distance  into  a monotone,  and  are  finally 
lost,  save  as  their  echoes  long  linger  in  the  memory.  Entering  the  beautiful  city  of  Buffalo,  the  traveler  finds  the  superb  Palace  Cars  taken 
on  without  change  to  Albany  and  New  York,  by  the  New  York  Central  and  Hudson  River,  and  from  Albany  to  Boston  by  the  Boston  and  Albany 

and  to  no  other  road,  all  this  applies, 
have  bestowed  upon  it  the  title 
IRoTj-t;©-” 

cessible  Yellowstone  Park,  there  is 
glories,  beauties  and  advantages  of  a 
Islaiici-  Rising  grandly  over  300 
waters  of  earth’s  greatest  unsalted 
mony,  it  is  nearly  nine  miles  in 
Government  has,  with  a just  appre- 
reserved  entire  island  for  a National 
made  it  accessible  to  tourists. 


O.  W.  RUGGL^JS, 

Gen.  Passenger  and  Ticket  Agent, 


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